I opened the wardrobe and a round heap of shirts fell over me. After throwing the shirts at one corner of the room, I opened the drawers. Here it be. I finally found it, the key to our…
For adjectives teenagers. What do you infer of my writing?
You can read the first chapter here, in this link. http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AmVmKat1OLDKO4DBW2.R6BDsy6IX;_ylv=3?qid=20091012151141AAXydK3here’s the second chapter. chapter2. Mom left in need telling me goodbye. She eyed me for a moment and i smiled at her. I wanted to hug her. mom, I held her hand, you’ll come again, right? She didn’t reply. she…
For adjectives teenagers. What do you judge of my writing?
I dashed to my parent’s room, pressing my broken foot with one hand and steadying myself with the other. Mom’s voice reverberated out of the living room. I open the wardrobe and a heap of shirts fell over me. After throwing the shirts at one corner of the room, I dragged out the…
For adjectives teenagers. What do you meditate of my writing?
Elma sat at the top of her tower, resting her chin against the black bricked fence. Her slender body shook whenever thunder slashed through the sky, interrupting the patter of precipitation all around her three-legged stool.After declining inside her blue cloak with fur-trimmed sleeves, she screwed her brown eyes up. Her frontage expressionless,…
For adjectives teenagers. What do you reason of my writing?
Elma’s shadow drifted down Redville’s dark streets. She raised her eyebrows and twisted the sides of her lips downwards whenever the imitation of Vladimir, pulling out his dagger and dipping it in his