Enchanted
I ran past the trees and I came across a wooden door! Having nowhere else to run I opened it and saw the exact same forest on the other side!
“DANG IT” I cursed but I looked down and I saw what had changed. The trees smiled down at me with their crooked branches, the fog lifted its arms as I walked into the center of the clearing, the bushes lowered there prickly swords. The fairies (!) lit up with happiness I just knew it was for me.
They led me to the center, the darkness lifting. I opened the gleaming box and I gasped when I saw what was inside.
“DANG IT” I cursed but I looked down and I saw what had changed. The trees smiled down at me with their crooked branches, the fog lifted its arms as I walked into the center of the clearing, the bushes lowered there prickly swords. The fairies (!) lit up with happiness I just knew it was for me.
They led me to the center, the darkness lifting. I opened the gleaming box and I gasped when I saw what was inside.
What gloriously imaginative language you have treated your readers to. I had never imagined 'the fog lifting its arms.'
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I look forward to your next blog post Hannah.