Thursday 24 November 2011
Tuesday 15 November 2011
My Beautiful Place
Beyond the clouds, nearly into space, my beautiful hidden place appears on top of Mount Impossible. The hot blazing sun peered down at the old cottage while I felt the honey flavored air rushing into my mouth. I could trace the scent of the beautiful roses on the well raised bush. And just to state, at night all the flowers glow! The view so is so beauteous! I can hear Shippo giggling while playing and running around with Turnip Head.
As the chilled wind blew my hot air balloon to the other side, I could see Howel’s moving castle. It was no ordinary castle, it was a magical castle full of wonders, but there are only four places you can go in my secret place. The colours blue, green is where Turnip Head came from, which is where there are lots of mountains and hills filled with different types of plants and flowers dancing in the wind. The colour black is Shippo’s store where he learns his magic and acts like an old wizard. The last colour is yellow which is where Howel comes from where lots of long fresh grass lives.
I can hear the wind blowing to the sun like it’s trying to say something. I can smell the displeased sudor from Shippo running around all the time and also I can taste little pinches of turnip on my tongue - from Turnip Head of course. Ohh how I like to see the pure blue sky covering the air! Oh no! Time is running out! I’m sorry but I have to go, I hope you enjoyed the tour around my beautiful place!
As the chilled wind blew my hot air balloon to the other side, I could see Howel’s moving castle. It was no ordinary castle, it was a magical castle full of wonders, but there are only four places you can go in my secret place. The colours blue, green is where Turnip Head came from, which is where there are lots of mountains and hills filled with different types of plants and flowers dancing in the wind. The colour black is Shippo’s store where he learns his magic and acts like an old wizard. The last colour is yellow which is where Howel comes from where lots of long fresh grass lives.
I can hear the wind blowing to the sun like it’s trying to say something. I can smell the displeased sudor from Shippo running around all the time and also I can taste little pinches of turnip on my tongue - from Turnip Head of course. Ohh how I like to see the pure blue sky covering the air! Oh no! Time is running out! I’m sorry but I have to go, I hope you enjoyed the tour around my beautiful place!
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