Friday, 12 June 2015


Wednesday by Zach

I get out of the car and the wind is howling as loud as a tornado. I run up to school as fast as my legs can take me. I hear the waves crashing on the beach as I dash inside. I hang my bag up and I hear a deafening crash .... I go to the window but it was just thunder.  The whipping and howling wind hits the class room. I look outside it is deserted apart from  bending trees and stirring sea.


1 comment:

  1. Great writing Zach, I love the language that you have used in your writing! Nicola

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