Marshmallows
I saw Mr Goodin open the plastic bag. The marshmallow tasted like a crunchy, sweet snowball.
Then we felt it first. Then we smelt it.
It tasted like white snowballs and melted in my mouth.
It smelt powdery.
By Jacob Kerapa.
Wednesday, March 28, 2018
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Hi my name is Niamh I like the describing words you put in this writing and it sounds tasty and yum yum.
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ReplyDeleteHi Jacob I am Kylie, It’s nice to see you back at posting posts again and so I really liked how you described it very well. Next time maybe you could add more detail to your writing. It reminded me of this song called PINK FLUFFY UNICORNS DANCING ON RAINBOWS. What is your favourite story?