Bravery is like souring through the sky in dripping red blood.
You hear crashing waves and fighting.It smells like hot sweat.
You can feel green slime and dead bodies its like your in nothing,well the revolting blood washes you away.In the morning you always know that something is gonna go wrong.
By Ruby
This is great poetic writing Ruby. You have used all the senses to create imaginative images for the reader.
ReplyDeleteMs McGuinness