Wednesday 25 September 2019

Dy 3 writing: The Magic Tree


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Cautiously as I walk out of this mysterious Magic tree, I see bones all around me, this tree is the only one standing, there is know one to be found , there is mist all around me and the sun has gone down the moon is bright and I am the only one standing.  The bark had begun to peel away, one piece at a time, all the pieces where starting to come together, they were turning into skeletons I was frightened so I ran back into the portal and I went to another dimension.           










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