After the storm:
I am stuck under the rubble left over from the storm; shattered glass is piercing my leg. I hear the screaming. People suffering as the rescuers calmly help them. The faint sound of sirens as the wood closes up, suffocating me. I scream a cry of pain.
Suddenly the wood moves and a strange figure reaches out to me. The damage to the city is unbelievable. The amount of injured people was hard to take in. The city was flat, like a junk yard had been cleared. The feeling of sadness lingers in the air.
Harry Platt
Year 4
I was watching a film about the Japanese Tsunami last night and your piece just sums up the distress and pain and destruction that such devastating natural events can cause. It is a very well thought out and beautifully written account Harry. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThis is a powerful piece of writing. I like the way that you paint the picture using just the right amount of detail and description.
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