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Tuesday 15 November 2011

My Beautiful Place

I know a better place that you could not imagine...

It is the Sky City. In the town there was this sparkling, shiny, silver building. I liked this building because it was tall like a rocket flying up the sky. After that I walked inside, I could see fireworks were exploding, popping like a vicious volcano up the blue sky.

When my ears opened I could hear Tui birds flapping their wings, people screaming as they jump off for sky diving. I could smell African lynx. Believe it or not, we could feel the excitement rushing through our veins. When I walk around the restaurant, I could smell the air conditioners.

I could taste the fresh air blessing me smoothly, coming to my mouth as I walked next door.
I hope you have a picture in your mind and I hope you get to visit my beautiful place.

1 comment:

  1. I really liked the way you described the sky tower as being like a rocket flying up to the sky. That was a really effective simile. Well done Haele.

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