Saturday 18th April

Today I thought I should share some of my writing.

Intently, the little girl stared at the scene. The rose red and white swirly lollipop trees stood proudly by either side of the glacé path. Jelly tots seemed to hug the clear, bubbly path whilst icing fought it’s way through. The clouds where pink and fluffy, covered in a sprinkling of sugar. A house covered in chocolate blocks and a gingerbread roof, was covered in sweets beyond dreams. Just like all the other sweet, colourful houses. The road was rocky road with moving Jammie dodger weeled cars coating it like icing on a cake. “Wow” she said in unison to a car horn.

Trees poem

Tempting to out down for paper and wood

Red, green. It’s leaves change.

Enough of chopping

Energising our atmosphere

Stickler for carbon dioxide

It spells TREES down the side.

The only 10 year old girl tiptoed through the graveyard. Her heart pounded as the sound of moaning filled the air. A gust of wind bridled her hair. She suddenly felt like she was being watched. She spun round to see a pale man looking at her before disappearing. “Creepy” she thought. But things were going to get more scary. She screamed as something came towards her. But what?