The day were blooming and Ella know it is going to be a big long day and the city, was big it and green and colourful. The weather was very very nice the smells was blooming in the city.
At right Ella loved to walk through countryside where she love playing with Fluffy sometimes we would sit and hear the wild life.
Ella was getting worried that someone would see Fluffy the time was sooner than anyone could dream.
A shadow look up at Ella. Her eyes are bright as a sun in the day time. Ella step back but Ella wanted to discover what that black shadow was but before I knew it she ran into the forest . The next day the was back Ella stepped forward and the shadow was not scared it was a baby tiger . I’m going to call you Fluffy your ears so so soft. Mrs Hill said do you have a pet tiger ‘Said Mrs hill she was shocked we feed it every day Fluffy got bigger and bigger.
Thank you for the cake it was nice looking out the window flowers were blomming out side it was beautiful .
I met this girl she was nice she was call Ella and Ella like cats so much, she was so funny.
When I got off the train people were there when I got out lots of people were picking one of them picked me when I got to my new house it was nice and warm.
On Monday, I saw a tiny twirling beech tree, as happy as can, be smiling at anyone who wanted to see.
On Tuesday, I heard the pitter pattern of a speckled light brown woodlouse silently chatting to her friend.
On Wednesday, I glimpsed the sharp-tongued spiteful nettle plant as sour as a lemon.
On Thursday, I tasted the silky-soft blowing wind swirling around my lungs.
On Friday, I touched the chocolate-coated,brown bark of the twisting, twirling sycamore tree worn like nature’s dress.
On Saturday, I dreamed of the biggest emerald-green, sapphire-blue and ruby-red butterflies fluttering from flower to flower, with a spring in every beat of wings.
On Sunday, I walked to the magic dell where the unicorns, fairies and magical creatures play.
This is my last letter from earth before I go to mars.
Dear amazing mum
I am going to mars now you know that I love space sense I was young. I am going to be a copal of years alright please don’t freak out . But these are my last words I love you. god by hope you have a good copal of years I will wright to you but this is my last letter here. Hope you are happy and I hope you have you have my baby sister.
love your daughter Amber
p.s. don’t leave the draw open and feed the dog next door !
This is was not a ornery day in number 12 Hope sat down and said I wish some thing exiting happens today and ,some thing did a big van puled up next door it was weird that some wanted to live in a haunted house then a car puled up out climbed a big green man .I went out to great the man he just pushed passed her without caching her eye up close he looked like a oger well she went back inside and sat down again and rested in the morning she got up had breakfast and got an apple and decided to give next door an apple as well and I dropped it in meat then I dropped it over .
Oh no were have my socks gone I wonder were they went maybe they are having fun relaxing on a bed or surfing in antartcker were big waves tumble and crash but maybe just maybe there on my feat but if not I’ll by a new pare of spotty sock just for me but at home a letter stood from my old pare of spotty socks and it said im in porchageas .
Amber’s Country Cottage
I stood in the room of trees, the branches waved like old friends.
I stood in the room of questions, silently screaming the answers.
I stood in the room of food and saw plates of pasta winking at me.
I stood in the room of feelings, reliving old memories as happy as the day they happened.
Finally I stood in the room of books and pages flapped like a butterfly’s wings trying to escape a spider’s web.
Happiness
Happiness is made off
Joy laughter
And
Smiles .
I found it in a box under my bed
dusty and dirty
but glowing red some say it is small and some say is
big .
My happiness.
can came a deadly wolf .
My happiness is a tip lip opening it’s petals
My happiness is my family
And my heart.
If I lose my happiness
I will never be the same
My face will be grey
I will only see the darkness
No light.
Happiness makes me smile
And everyone can find it if they look deep inside
Latest Comments