Friday, 13 September 2013

Storm like a wild monster

On Tuesday night a great battle began and I was in the middle.

Olive trees bent dangerously to the ground like ancient ballet dancers.  The gusting wind grabbed greedily at the window panes, blowing them in and out like a set of lungs.
Lights flickered!
I knew that the monster was awiting to pounce.
Lioghtening flashed accross the sky, lighting up the darkness.  The terrible growl of thunder echoed around for ages making me nervous.

Was I safe?  Would my house stand strong or blow over like so many domino trees with umbrella roots?
What would I see in the morning wehen the sun rose?

By Allana

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