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I entered a room

I stood in a room of milk and cookies

as they dribbled from corner to corner like a person coming out of a pool.

 

I entered a room of flamingos

as they flapped their pink wings like a plane about to take off.

 

I walked into a room of sharks

as I got poked by the other shark’s spike.

 

I ran into a room of dancing dandelions

as they blown in my face like the wind.

 

I sat in a room of puppies

as they looked at me cutely as I went away from them.

 

I left a room of books

as they read lots of stories that read peoples imagination.

I went into a mysterious house

I Went into a Mysterious House

 

 

I sat in a room of delicate souvenirs

and if you touched them, they would slither like snakes.

 

I sat in a room of miserable mouse

that whispered like people starting to hunt.

 

 

I sat in a room of glue sticks

and they stacked on the wall like a herd bees.

 

 

I sat in a room of sweets

and they smelt like perfume.

 

 

I sat in a room of rain

and the wind hummed.

 

 

Finally, I sat in a room of chocolate

and I eat all of it.

 

By Jessica

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Home Stores.

I walked into a room of disco lights

and they shone in my eyes like the end of a rainbow.

 

I stood in a room of trees

that snaked up to touch the night sky.

 

I walked into a room of glue

and stuck to the wall like a bunch of snails.

 

I walked into a room of waling babies

and it sounded like a family of whales.

 

I sat in a room of cats

as they histed viciously.

 

I strolled into a room full of monkeys

as they swung on trees.

Ashton hotel

I sat in a room of little lizards

and they scaled the lengthy walls like a stampede of Elephants.

 

I sat in a room of petrified penguins

that slid down the stairs singing a song.

 

I sat in a room of man-like megalodons

walking in the wrecked room saying it’s time to feast so I ran out.

 

I sat in a room of dumb dogs

who were eating on their ferocious food.

 

I sat in a room of bad birds

that were flying around the rigid room breaking the lights that were singing in colours.

 

I sat in a room full of problematic pigs

that were snorting loudly so loudly in fact it broke the large lights.

 

Finally, I left a room of dry dolphins

that were diving down the disgusting stairs.

My life

I stood in a room full of slimy worms

and they walked about like a cleaning mop.

 

I stood in a room of sleepy bats

that were dangling like my trousers on a washing line.

 

I stood in a room full of dancing zombies

they swayed about like a drunken sailor.

 

In a room full of colossal tarantulas

and they walked around like a running race.

dogs

Dogs

 

I stood in a room full of football stickers

on the wall.

 

I entered a room of dogs and rabbits

taking to one of another.

 

I walked into a room full of boring work

and cleaning.

 

I walk into a room full of mechanic

working on cars

 

I walk into a room of comfy pillows

and blankest.

I walk into a room of bikes and cars

and trucks

by Daneton

The Rooms Of Wonder

I stood in a room of colorful cars

and their engines purring like a relaxing cat.

 

I entered a room of wiggly worms

and they turned and squirmed everywhere.

 

I sat in a room of powerful paintings

and they proudly hung on the bare, grey walls.

 

I wandered in a room of my impressive imagination

and watched all my dreams flash by me like a raging race car.

 

I sat in the room of magical music

and listened to the spectacular symphonies ring in my ear.

 

I stood in the room of brilliant books

and their pages flapped like the wings of a hawk.

 

Finally, I wandered in the room of wonders

and saw everything possible in the brilliant universe.

THE MAD HOUSE

I stood in the room of soft sand

that was slithering and dancing at the bottom of my bare feet.

 

I sat in a room of scares

that was full of ghosts and ghouls with faces as cold as a Winters night.

 

I sat in the room of spooky spiders

that was full of silky stringy cobwebs slinking slyly round my leg.

 

I swam in the room bright blue water

that sang a melody as gracious as a grand piano.

 

In the room of mirrors

I saw my reflection morphing into an array of creatures the stranger the further it was.

 

In the room of cupboards

I rummaged for what felt for hours and found a what felt like random item each and every time.

 

I entered the room of trees

and I saw the leave flow down as if they were as light as a dove’s feather.

The Land of Everything

The land of Everything

 

I entered a room of tall trees

and tonnes of truthful terrific towers.

 

I entered a room of plants

were their leaves whispered with each other.

 

I entered a room of colour

and the colours were as bright as the rainbow.

 

I entered a room of loud whispers

and each one scared me because they were so loud.

 

I entered a room of birds

and each one flapped like a person flicking through a book

 

Finally, I entered the room of winter

and I turned into a block of ice.

 

By Manny Ladson