Bombs dropping, the ground shakes again. My instinct is run but before I do I run to my room in the blink of an eye. Snatching my most adored items. My friendship ring, my aunties necklace and my frightened dog. Without hesitation I run outside my house as it falls apart into pieces and dust .
The Adventures Of A Hair Clip
Her fragile inky mane surrounds me as I try and escape but the burly curls holds me tightly like a twisted knot.
Made by: April, Jamie and Angelina
My Why
My Asian roots – My yummy foods
My love for sports – My blanket forts
My thick black hair – My jean skirt I wear
My catholic school – My imagination I rule
My k pop song playlist – My friends I’ve missed
My love for winter – My my hate for ginger
My playful dog – My interesting blog
My last year in saint pats – My stray black cats
My messy room – My bubbly gum perfume
My blurry photos – My not stylish clothes
My friendship necklace – My friends are reckless
My brothers awful puns, My first place runs