I walk down the cold damp dark alleyway it is so quiet you could hear a bubble pop. I know this place is haunted I jump when I see a trash can move but thank god it is just a cat. The old street lamps flicker faster than a butterfly. Graffiti covers the brown damp concrete walls.
Friday, September 14, 2018
The dark alleyway
I walk down the cold damp dark alleyway it is so quiet you could hear a bubble pop. I know this place is haunted I jump when I see a trash can move but thank god it is just a cat. The old street lamps flicker faster than a butterfly. Graffiti covers the brown damp concrete walls.
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Hi Sophie, I enjoyed reading this small paragraph of yours. A thing you could work on is punctuation and maybe double check before you post. Also my advice to you would be to describe the scene with more descriptive words to make it more interesting.
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ReplyDeletehi Sophie b I really like it how he jumped up and he fell into a rash bin (:
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