On Monday , the wild wind waved and wailed wickedly , ferociously blowing the trees aside.

On Tuesday , the rapid rain fell from the sky like a spell being casted from the clouds above.

On Wednesday , harsh hail ambushed me like bullets falling frantically from the sky

On Thursday , I saw a scary storm brutally brewing ready to violently blow everything up down and side to side.

On Friday , a silky blanket of snow sprayed from the smoke coloured clouds and children racing each other outside and making snow angels.

On Saturday , the sun spread sunshine upon the dozens of people out in the summer breeze.

On Sunday , the cool breeze swam through the air as it hit my face like a blast of cool summer air blowing my hair up towards the sky which was now a clear mist colour floating amongst the navy sky.