Gold dragons are fully gold with yellow high lights and glittery socks. These creatures come out of the golden-eye egg ; this egg has diamond patterns, glitzy dots and speckles. In their junior years they have a lovely neon coating with gold claws. Unfortunately, these dragons are very rare and when people find them they want to keep them which means they won’t get the correct diet they will become extremely ill an will sadly die. These dragons live in the high islands of the sky – the biggest island is the trophy island this island hold the sacred healing trophy and if this trophy is broken then all living young gold dragons will die. Their diet consists of gold nuggets and glitter grass, which is only found on sky islands. As they grow older their colour turns into a dark, rusty yellow and will become weaker as time goes on.
The shadow
Sean, was walking down the scruffy pathway kicking big ricks along the way. Sean was following the path until it came to a stop at the forest. There was a sign to the left of the forest that read ‘WARNING: DO NOT ENTER THE FOREST AS YOU MAY NEVER RETURN!’ Although, Sean decided to read the sign on the right which read ‘ FEROCIOUS FOREST!’ Sean went down thinking it would be safe and oh boy was he wrong. He was following the path just as he had been and then as he turned round the corner he saw a man well not a man exactly but a shadow of a man. Sean screamed and ran back the other way. The terrified boy, ran as fast as a greyhound in hopes he would make it out alive but there was no exit no light, the forest became dimmer and dimmer and dimmer until it was pitch black.
His friend josh came the same way but he had after school club he was following the same path kicking the same rocks and found the same forest he read the warning sign and knew not to go in there even though he was extremely tempted until he heard a heart-stopping scream…
The asylum
Moxie crawled under the table, footsteps creeping closer, closer, closer and even closer. His firm boots clicked as he walked; his shadow a slender, the aroma of moldy cheese. He bent down and she immediately knew it was…
The beach
The shimmering sun reflected on the slippery sea, clouds meandering in the bright blue sky, seagulls soaring, shadows covering her baby face. Sand crunching every foot step. Waves crashing against the rough rocks, seaweed drying up.
Seasons
Autumn🍁
The crispy leaf drifts,
The bare tree whistle like none other,
Trees tall like the cliffs.
Spring🌻
Baby chicks chirping,
Flowers blooming their beauty,
Grass moist like the moss,
Summer☀️
Children giggling,
The aroma of doughnuts,
People having fun,
Winter❄️
The cold winter air.
The roast chicken being cooked,
Christmas is coming,
The bicycle
The bicycle
The tree as tall as skyscrapers,
The grass as long as my pen,
The bike as rustic as a tin can,
The bike as old as ancient times,
The cobweb as intricate as the skeleton,
The seat as hard as James Henry Trotter’s bed,
The wheels move as slow as a tortoise,
The handles as greasy as a cheese toastie
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