Session 2

Blog challenge

Inside, the children stared at the snow falling in the loud city. Outside, people were begging to come into the warm.


Down south, the beach was covered in sea shells that the the ocean gifted to them. Up north, the spitting rain soaked all of the villagers.


To the left of Mike, the torturous dungeon attempted to lure him in with a dusty piece of a biscuit that started in a bin. To the right of him, an encouraging show threw him into the thrill of it.


Above the yard, the spikey trees swung dangerously in the wind. Down below, a little child clutched his mums hand while begging for the trees to stop.


The old cat, who was 13, limped to it’s bed asking for mercy. The young rescue dog, kept the cat on it’s feet.

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