Middle school rookie writers trying to make sense of chaos at the base of the Rocky Mountains
Thursday, February 2, 2017
4th of July
It was the 4th of July. I was in a 3 story house on the side of a mountain. All 20 of us were playing kick the can so time would pass. We started to light our fireworks. Finally, the big burst of light stot through the sky. It was the 4th of July!
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2 comments:
I can totally relate to your piece. I would always find myself looking at my watch for the fireworks to start.
I love this! I would definitely read a longer version too!
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