Once there was a chicken that was as feathery and fluffy as a wild bear. Its beck was as pointy as a sharp, gleaming knife. The eggs are as fragile as a baby's bones and his neck as long as a giraffe's neck. It is so long it can get stuff from the top of the biggest tree in the world. His wings are as long as a soaring albatross's wings. He is as soft as a fluffy pillow. His eyes are as sharp as an eagle's eye. It looks like a chicken, tastes like a chicken and sounds like a chicken, clucking and rustling. His claws are as pointy as pins.
my tent
Waking up because I am freezing cold, looking out of the flapping tent at the freezing cold crunchy white snow. I’m wondering how long this is going to go for,am I going to make it out, wondering if there are any wild animals out side my tent, waiting for me to come out. Wind whistling through through the open tent, and ruffling my hair I shiver. I am feeling very scared, trying to find somewhere outside where there is no snow or water just where it is dry enough to try to light a fire to thaw my cold bones.I am looking for something to make a bow and arrow so I can get some food.If I see any animals and. I am looking I am hoping no wild animals try to attack me. |
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August 2014
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