Wednesday, 3 December 2014

My Skater

Eventually I reached the crest of the hill, and that is where I saw him first. His face showed stern concentration, which caused the skater to frown. He shifted his weight, allowing for the board to rotate in mid-air.

His body was silhouetted against the soft pink dusk sky. It was like clouds that fell from the sky. A heat haze covered the city in a steamy blanket, turning the hills to a pastel mauve.

1 comment:

  1. Well done with this piece of writing Adrienne. I love the way you have take the ideas we discussed in class and have formed them into sentences and added your own ideas. It is a very good description!
    From Miss Nalder