What's happening? I hear people crying in pain and loss. The ground starts shaking under my feet as I scamper down the battered footpath. I see rubble from buildings covering every street. Siren start to wail like a baby crying for their mother. I start to choke on all of the dust in my mouth. I wonder, when will this end...
By Lockie
I love it epscially the simile
ReplyDeleteI like the way you have described the crying and about what they are crying about. such good description great work lockie
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