Friday, July 25, 2014

Expressive writing

Sitting down in the park with my friends. I can feel the wind blowing softly at my back. Today is a cold day well not really cold. I moved closer to my friend so I can feel warm. I felt my hands and it was freezing.

This morning I wasn't in the mood of coming school because it was cold. In a cold morning like this morning I'll rather stay in bed. But I took a second thought and I wanted to go school. Even though it was cold and even though it was cold and even though I didn't want to go school. I still forced my self to get up and go school.

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