Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Is it vivid enough? how could i improve it? Any name ideas? <3?
One beautiful spring morning I decided to take a scooter ride around the block. As I turned onto ________ Road I saw my mother’s van behind me. I thought of how much fun it would be to race her home. I started down the hill at full speed. It was the most exciting feeling, the wind on my face. My hair in piggy tails flying behind me. My baggy pajamas filing with air, making me look like a fatso. The trees and houses looked like they were speeding past me. But it was I who was speeding past them. The van was gaining on me, but I didn’t care, this was the most wonderful feeling. I felt like I was flying, I was on top of the world. I lifted my head and let out a shriek of delight. As I neared the bottom of the hill I started to worry. ‘What would happen if I couldn’t stop in time?’ Eventually I had to slow down, that was the worst part. I wished that feeling could have gone on forever. The van beat me home, but I was hardly even thinking about the silly race while going down the hill.
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