Running, running as fast as I could they were chasing me: the beautiful crystle white birds glimmering in the sun the louder their whines the faster I ran! I tried to act calm (however I was emotionally torn bye this event). The birds swooped down and everything went hideously black. Black, I had always been scared of black I rummaged around to find out where I was: I was in the bird's stomach...
Furiously I hectically banged against each side of the stupid birds. I bound to get out will die trying to get free from this hell hole!
By Cayla.
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Hello Cayla, how scary to be inside a bird. You tried hard to vary your sentence starts and use some interesting vocabulary. Don't forget to read your writing through carefully to see if there are any changes to make.
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