The leaves brushed against my feet as I walked down the path towards grandmas. All the trees swayed this way and that as the breeze blew softy past me. Water droplets began to fall upon my head so I started to walk faster, moving my legs as if they were brooms feverishly sweeping the floor around them, my arms whipping the air as if they were rulers slapping the back of some poor child’s hand or whisks angrily trying to churn milk into butter. Mouthfuls of apple juice falling from the skies, and too few oxygen molecules, allowing me to become some what of a fish and breath through water instead of air.
Soon I saw the house light, and ran for the park in frustration, for all my clothes had become wet with icing rims and freezing cold surroundings.
i wrote this at school while at break, i was bored! and idk, its not finished yet, but please tell me what you all think!!