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Door

Through the rainbow door,

A beautiful parrot lays,

Snoring.

Through the red door,

A pinchy crab,

Scrummages for food.

Through the orange door,

A starfish lays,

Getting wetter and wetter by the minute.

Through the yellow door,

A 50 feet Giraffe stands,

Looking down on the world.

Through the green door,

A bouncy frog,

Bounces away from you

Through the blue door,

A dolphin calls for his friends.

 

Through the purple door,

A purple goblin,

Wonders around gracefully.

 

Through the pink door ,

A pink pig oinks

Hoping for someone to feed them.

 

Through the gray door,

A baby elephant lays waiting 

For his mother. 

 

Through the white door,

A polar bear yawns,

Walking to his bed. 

 

Through the black door,

A penguin sits,

On an iceberg 

 

2020

New year had begun. A year that everyone thought was going to be better than the last. As soon as it hit February the world had lost their freedom. Thousands of people have lost their lives! When we thought it was getting better we were clearly wrong! Another lockdown has hit. “What more could happen this year.” Finally a vaccine has been found. But will it come in time before more people die?

The haunted house

Snow was falling and snowmen were being made. Lilly and her friends stared at the haunted school and they heard a voice from out of nowhere. “TURN BACK NOW!” But of course the ignored the voice.

The rain started to pour down and lightning struck the ground. The snow was no longer. In the old abandoned school a haunted room was filled with a lit candle and a blood stained knife. Lilly turned around and there sat in front her was a creepy doll and the doll watched her every move….

 

The Haunted house

Snow was falling and snowmen were being made. Lilly and her friends stared at the haunted school and they heard a voice from out of nowhere. “TURN BACK NOW!” But of course the ignored the voice.

 

The rain started to pour down and lightning struck the ground. The snow was no longer. In the old abandoned school a haunted room was filled with a lit candle and a blood stained knife. Lilly turned around and there sat in front her was a creepy doll and the doll watched her every move…. “Laaa, lala, la, laa, la.” she repeated.

 

The doll had menacing eyes and a creepy face. She had a black dress and black shoes and she follows Lilly wherever she goes. The creepy doll holds a blood stained knife.

The Haunted house

Snow was falling and snowmen were being made. Lilly and her friends stared at the haunted school and they heard a voice from out of nowhere. “TURN BACK NOW!” But of course the ignored the voice.

 

The rain started to pour down and lightning struck the ground. The snow was no longer. In the old abandoned school a haunted room was filled with a lit candle and a blood stained knife. Lilly turned around and there sat in front her was a creepy doll and the doll watched her every move…. “Laaa, lala, la, laa, la.” she repeated.

 

The doll had menacing eyes and a creepy face. She had a black dress and black shoes and she follows Lilly wherever she goes. The creepy doll holds a blood stained knife.

Winter poem Mollie TJS

Snow falls slowly as snowmen

stand alone in a field

waiting for a friend.

 

Ice puddles once free flowing

 now encased in a slice of time,

slowly moving again.

 

Christmas trees stand in line waiting for a Christmas miracle. 

The spiky tree lit up the sky and was the star of the show!

 

Icicles hang from the rooftop,

Slowly dripping down,

scaring anyone that stairs.

Tithe haunted school- MOLLIE TJS

Snow was falling and snowmen were being made. Lilly and her friends stared at the haunted school and they heard a voice from out of nowhere. “TURN BACK NOW!” But of course the ignored the voice.

The rain started to pour down and lightning struck the ground. The snow was no longer. In the old abandoned school a haunted room was filled with a lit candle and a blood stained knife. Lilly turned around and there sat in front her was a creepy doll and the doll watched her every move….

The House

Snow was falling and snowmen were being made. Lilly and her friends stared at the creepy house and they heard a voice from out of nowhere. “TURN BACK NOW!”

Poem

he old rusty bike lays against the tall crooked tree.

 

A light shines flickering and drawing attention to the bugs and flies.

 

A little friend perches itself on the ancient bike.

 

Lush green grass sits beneath the dirty bike.

 

The creepy baby lays there watching your every move.

 

A web hangs waiting for its next pray to accrue.

Bike poem Mollie TJS

The old rusty bike lays against the tall crooked tree.

 

A light shines flickering and drawing attention to the bugs and flies.

A little friend perches itself on the ancient bike.

Lush green grass sits beneath the dirty bike.

The creepy baby lays there watching your every move.

A web hangs waiting for its next pray to accrue.