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I stood on the dusty path my feet were dry and cracked and my red tangled hair was blowing round my face. thunder clashed above me and lightning flashed across the sky aloominating the wild sea.My blue eyes were watering from the strong wind and the waves from the stormy sea crashed and thunderd against the rocky jagged sea shore.
I could taste the strong salty spray in my mouth.My dark olive skin was bumby from countless goose bumbs.My teeth chatterd and I shiverd.I looked up at the sky the storm clouds were breaking and I new the storm was nearly over. I looked out to the sea and the fishing boats bobbed merrily on the calming waves. I smiled this was my home and always would be.
by Jess and Mandy, age 11, from Australia
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Tate Tales
