As I stood
around the small ancient bath i fingered the floral patterns covering the bowl.
I placidly listened to my grandmother screech about the importance of this day, my
16th birthday. As she continued a stray cat curled beneath my feat
licking happily and my toes. With every lick I felt a gush of warmth spread
through my cold body. I enjoyed this feeling until she pointed her wrinkled
finger toward the mysterious orange liquid in the bowl I felt a rush of nerves
fill my body. I stretched out my shaking hand and placed it into the bath...
Mrs Fraser
ReplyDeleteGreat start Cate, exactly one hundred words. I like the descriptive language you have used. I would now like you to go back and make sure you always use a capital I when it is needed and to check your spelling.
ho caty thats so awsome especially when you used really descriptive words!!:p
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