Wednesday, 16 November 2016

Bobble 365

As she looked for the mysterious shadow lurking in the woods, she suddenly drifted back into goosebumps. A single tear ran down her cheek, remembering her long lost husband passed in these grimy,dull woods. Julia’s gown puckled over the deceased weeds along the fossiled fence she planted herself down on to the fobiotic muck, she covered her face and grieved in soro, Was it her long lost husband ?

By Allyssia

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3 comments:

  1. room1217 November 2016 at 13:27

    I love your pobble lissy.Good job
    Loralye

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  2. room1217 November 2016 at 13:32

    I loved your pobble Allyssia great job

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  3. room1217 November 2016 at 13:34

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