Thursday 6th November
I saw huge bits of spark scorching the air.
I felt the boiling air melting my skin.
I smelt the smoking air trying to suffocate me.
I tasted the smoke rushing through my lips.
I heard the booming, crackling fire works trying to deafen me.
By Will
Hello Will,
ReplyDeleteThat was an awesome piece of descriptive writing. The Guy fawkes must've been awesome.
By Marley