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Tienna @ Belmont – Polly

Long, long ago there lived a girl called Polly who lived next to the beach. She had a strange, little cottage with a rusty bike but she was happy. Early one morning, Polly went for a walk to collect shells. She collected flat shells, curved shells and thin shells. Suddenly, Polly found the most beautiful shell she had ever seen, lying next to a rock pool! Slowly, Polly bent down to pick up the shell, which was glistening in the sun. To her amazement, the shell spoke. “I will grant you two wishes so choose wisely!” said the magnificent shell.

Wednesday Addams

As soon as dark haired Wednesday Addams moodily strode into the eerie Nevermore Academy, all eyes turned on her.

“Why did mother force me here?” she mumbled, “this place is intimidating.”

Timber Wood Abode by Tienna @Belmont

Tienna petrified as mist blew into her face as she stumbled to the plain, birch door. She shaked in fear, as she reached out to open the door, to enable her to glare into Timber Wood Abode. Above the staircase, she heard footsteps and saw a light. She stood still for a matter of seconds. Then the light suddenly faded. Hanging on the wall, cobwebs sat glistening in the light like sun reflecting on glitter. In front of her feet, sat a rat staring at her like she was in the wrong.

Seasons by Tienna @Belmont

Autumn

Ginger pumpkins shine .

Chocolate trees cold with no leaves.

Days getting shorter.

 

Summer 

Sizzling hot dogs,

sat on the BBQ for hungry children,

cold ice lollies.

 

Flying white planes,

taking people to there destinations,

fun pool parties.

 

 

 

The Ancient Antique by Tienna @Belmont

The ancient antique stands,

scared to move,

as it hasn’t for decades.

Handlebars as hunched as a rusty rainbow shattering,

as the sun goes down.

Spokes,

as long as spaghetti,

crunchy,

in a pasta dinner.

Cogs, slowly cackle like a grandfather clock.

The cheerless , crinkled chain.

Pedals dangles,

waiting impatiently.

The saddle rests,

like a settling baby.

The ancient antique stands,

scared to move,

as it hasn’t  for decades.