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The Rainbow Of Masks

        The rainbow of masks

I put on the mask of purple and saw a majestic narwhal swimming in the sea, juicy but dried raisins shaken in a packet and space became reality the galaxy stared in my soul- when would this end ?                                                                                               

 

I put on the mask of green and nature came alive, palm leaves swayed in the deep 

wind and toads came to gather .

 

I put on the mask of white and tasted cold creamy vanilla ice cream lapping at my tongue , polar bear galloping past me climbing up the enormous mountains coming to give her cubs food then my life took a turn ,I woke up on a frozen lake with snowmen skating around me . Then flowers grew of their stem and flew in the air I noticed one particular flower. It was a daisy like my name it landed on my head and all felt calm . I put on the mask of gold and smelt drooping honey swallowing up a small honey dipper , sliced lemons filled the air it reminded me of lying on a beach in a tropical paradise sipping on a strong lemonade smoke steamed out of my ears and I turned red as soon as I smelt  yellow chilli pepper my mind went blank would this come to a finish .

The Mask of Life and More


The mask of Life and more.

 

I wore the mask of life, and everything seemed so calm, one single eye looked at me, and I felt like heaven, strawberries were around me, and the leaves were falling. I fell in love with a wolf, I connected with the animal.. I felt like I was growing limbs. It makes me feel calm. but it wasn’t my choice.

 

It was clear that mother nature chose me. I was walking along when I heard a noise. Water drops were starting to appear, but I couldn’t stop and go. This was my home.

 

Then I looked in the forest and I saw another mask. It was the mask of flames. I put it on me and it felt like red foxes cuddling me. This feeling was so incredible!

The animals and I, where one        

 

I wanted to make a home out of sticks, but I didn’t know how to. Then I saw another mask!. The creative mask – it helped  me feel comfortable and warm. Then I began to lay down and closed my eyes.. Is magic real? The answer is yes.

The Mask of Christmas

The mask of Christmas </spanThe mask of Christmas I would take the sight of delicate snowflakes that fell gracefully on the fragile snow The elegant robins that perched on a quaint window seel The vibrant,decorated christmas tree that lay alone in the voice less living room I would take the smell of rich mulled wine The apple pie slowly crisping to perfection in the oven A bunch of cinnamon sticks that hanged on an edge of a branch on an emerald christmas tree I would take the taste of spongy christmas pudding that melts in your mouth The satisfaction of enjoying the tender turkey as if I was in heaven And the sweet tingling flavour of the peppermint stipes on my tongue I would take the sound of the crunched snow beneath my feet the sound of simmering warm soup on the stove and the sound of overexcited children slurping into hot chocolate >

I would take the sight of delicate snowflakes that fell gracefully on the fragile snow 

The elegant robins that perched on a quaint window seel 

The vibrant,decorated Christmas tree that lay alone in the voice less living room 

 

I would take the smell of rich mulled wine 

The apple pie slowly crisping to perfection in the oven 

A bunch of cinnamon sticks that hanged on an edge of a branch on an emerald Christmas tree 

 

I would take the taste of spongy Christmas pudding that melts in your mouth 

The satisfaction of enjoying the tender turkey as if I was in heaven 

And the sweet tingling flavour of the peppermint stripes on my tongue 

 

I would take the sound of the crunched snow beneath my feet the sound of simmering warm soup on the stove and the sound of overexcited children slurping into hot chocolate

 

My mysterous masks

I put on the mask of a  Feather. I felt like a Phoenix gliding through the Everglades on a sunset. The sun was a mango chasing me through the stogie terrain.

 

I put on the mask of a book, my brain tangled around the letters like an anaconda trying to find its way home. I flicked through the pages working my way to the next word.

 

I put on the mask of christmas I heard the sound of constant bells ringing and a sent of mint 

I heard a drumming band.

 

The Secret Of Masks

The Deep Secret Of Masks

I put on the red mask and…

Saw a suspicious red rubber ducky staring me right in the centre of my eye. I saw the face of Pennywise deep in the sewer that dominated my hopes, dreams and nightmares. What was next to happen to me as i wear this mask.

I put on the black mask and…

Tasted a fermented duck egg causing my mouth to fight me to escape to its freedom.I tasted the dusty coal of the fire blocking my tube up with the burnt bits of a sausage in a catastrophe of BBQ party in the summer. I 100% want the other mask back even though it was torture.

I put on the blue mask and…

Felt blue magnetic sand squeezing through the gaps in between my fingers that took my life to paradise i thought. Little did i know, i felt the tingling legs of a turquoise spider travelling up my neck.The first bit was good but is there going to be a good mask coming up?

I put on the yellow mask and…

Heard the the theme tune of Spongebob Square Pants filling my ears with misery. At this point i had no choice but to go further into this mask adventure. I could hear lemon juice spitting into my ear and colliding with my poor eardrums that might need some checking. Come on masks!

I put on the green mask and…

Smelt a mint choc chip ice cream zooming up my nose actually giving me a sign of success. I came back home and my mum wasn’t happy. I was in my room for too long. Annoyingly i couldn’t tell her what i was experiencing or i wouldn’t live much longer. But the smell of that wild pesto was even better than chocolate. Now that is a statement and a half.This journey is an adventure to behold.

My perferct mask

My perfect mask. If I made a mask I would,

Take the taste of candy floss melting in my mouth. Sugar covered strawberries with snow-white ice cream, I would use fresh spring water and refreshing exotic fruits.

 

I would take the touch of tough beach rocks and red velvet pillows, silky smooth sand.

I would take the ice cold snow and rough bark on century old trees.

 

I would use the sound of autumn leaves crunching beneath my feet and the crashing waves of a windy day on the beach. The birds tweeting in the early morning and bubble wrap popping.

 

I would take the sight of luscious green plants and fluffy-white clouds. I would take the clear blue lake waters and the Christmas lights on Christmas eve.

 

I would use the smell of freshly baked cookies straight out the oven and the brilliant sea air.

I would take cut grass in summer evenings and perfectly decorated gingerbread houses.

 

The Masks of Mystery

                The Masks Of Mystery

 

When I put on the charcoal mask the smell of burning filled my nostrils,

My hands were covered in a stained black powder and it tasted like burning chimneys.

 

When I put on the pink mask the taste of candy floss filled my mouth,

The smell of sugar made my mouth water. This was by far my favourite mask.

 

When I put on the red mask I could feel dangerous fire just skimming 

The skin of my face, the smell of burning wood suffocated my nose

and I could taste ash from a newly exploded volcano.

 

When I put the blue mask on I was in the middle of the ocean

Dolphins and the warm tropical waters lapping at my toes. The taste of salty water filled my mouth and the smell of sand filled my nostrils.

 

When I put the green mask on I was laying in a field filled with 

Daisies bare feet itching my toes. I was watching clouds gently drift past in the midday sky.

 

When I put the Yellow mask on I felt sand between my toes, the bright yellow sun blinding me. I tasted melting vanilla Ice cream and on my head was a bright yellow sun hat with beautiful dandelions that Rose 

Had picked for me earlier.

 

When I put on the brown mask I was leaning on a tree trunk on a warm Summer morning in the middle of Jupiter, just me and the Solar System. I smell the smoke of Neil Armstrong’s rocket being the second person ever to reach Jupiter.

The haunted school

  The haunted school……

The haunted school, the lights flickered on and off as I walked in fear grew inside me. Blood was smeared  up the walls. I heard a noise in the background.

 

My body shook, my heart pounded ,the door creaked, my jaw dropped, I took a step forward.I had regret .

 

The door slammed shut.I couldn’t get out .I screamed and screamed but nobody  was out.what was that …

 

The mask of colour

The Mask of Colour .

As I put on the mask of greenes

I saw the leaves of a dark

Oak tree swerved through

the window and the grass swayed

In the gentle breeze.

As I put on the mask of blueness

I saw the ocean waves crashing against

the shaw . I saw a blue whale waved as it 

gracefully swam by .

As I put on the mask of purpleness

I saw plum growing on trees . A plum

pie backing .

As I put on the mask of orange 

I could see the autumn tree leaves

falling to the ground . Orange flowers

leaning to the ground .

As I put on the mask of whiteness

I could see snow falling from the sky .

People having a snowball fight .

As I put the mask of pinkness 

I could see pink blossom trees 

waving in the breeze . Pink flowers

rising from the earth’s crust .

As I put on the mask of greyness

I could see wolves running in the 

Forest .

As I put on the mask of brownness

I could see bears having cubs and

Hunting rabbits .

The library of masks

The library of masks.

 

I entered the library of masks and saw a

collection of vibrant colours, it felt like they were calling my name. 

 

I wore the red mask, my head clouded with anger,

like a small human being was constantly 

muttering in my ear.

 

I wore the yellow mask, my heart felt like it was being filled with warm sunlight, every problem I had drifted away like a

boat sailing off to the sea.

 

I wore the purple mask, the secrets of other people whispering

longingly into my ear like they wanted to be freed from

being held in prison.

 

I wore the black mask, everything was silent, almost like I had been transported into a void no one had access to. My body felt empty like a water bottle being drained.

I wore the gold mask, I felt like I was bathing in liquid gold, everything I own had been raised up in value. Like a bird ascending higher into the sky.

I wore my mask, I can finally be myself. Even though all of the other coloured masks were nice, this mask was even better. It was…me.