Ba-Da-Bing! Sentences

My feeth thudded against the asphalt, an angry staccato sound. Thunder clapped loudly overhead, the sound emanating from the thick, black and purple storm clouds. "Great," I thought. "I'm going to get caught in the rain."

Faces and Facades

My Past, Present, and Future

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Blurry scenes flash by my eyes as I stood unmoving in the dark and humid room. Every once in a while a familiar image would flash up and I would either smile or frown. A birthday party, a school event, a death. Embarrassing and wonderful and exciting and detrimental all at the same time. My heart switched paces so many times, I felt as if it stopped working completely. A soothing voice beckons me from behind. I turn around hesitantly and came face to face with my reflection. But this girl was aged, older than I was now. She took my hand and led me to a flight of rickety stairs, a light shone down form above on the rotting wood tugging me toward the illumination.

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Before I could blink again, I was standing in a room where so many scenes were taking place it was overwhelming. Hanging out with friends, laughing and fussing with my parents and family, swimming in a pool. All of them so familiar. The aroma of freshly baked brownies was so thick in the air it was almost tangible. A smile threatened to adorn my lips as I recognized my favorite scent.

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A loud and sharp ding pierced the air along with an electric hum. I whipped around and saw an elevator with the doors agape. The soft melody of the elevator music flitted out of the small space and drifted into the living room. Almost instanteously, the action and scenes that were so vivid and wonderful ended and the lights cut off. The only brightness came from the elevator and I knew what I had to do. Once the thick metal doors closed behind me, I sighed and readied myself for what I knew was to be my future. The doors opened and I dashed out of them. I was already clothed in sterile scrubs and a surgeons mask covered my mouth and nose. A nurse rattled off stats to me as I gloved up and readied to operate on my patient. It was a life or death situation, and I was ready.

Metaphor Poem

Blow Pop

My Dad is the stick
Looked over most of the time
But the base of the sucker,
He holds us up

My Mom is the wrapper.
Holding the candy inside,
keeping us fresh and safe

My brothers are the candied part
If you wear away at them for too long
They will slice you with their words
The same way the sucker slices the roof of your mouth
They are hard and strong

And I,
Am the bubble gum center.
The best part of the family,
And the center of it all.

Figurative Lanuguage Quiz

I scored a 10/10
The average score for the test was 8/10
I exceed the norm!
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Puppies: Aliteration, Onomatopoeia, Oxymoron

Onomatopoeia

Oxymoron

Aliteration

Bark, yip, growl, thump

Hyperactive Fuzzballs

Screech, thunk, laugh

Stubby tails thunking

Puppies playing a game of pounce

Running around inside the house

Good grief, why did you buy three?

-Ariana Webber

Descriptive poetry

Book

This book is like a solar eclipse

The black color of the binding is like the moon

And the bright orange is like the sun

The dark colors contrast like

black and white

Neon and pastel

The book is broad and sturdy

The edges are frayed

Like the bottom of my favorite Jeans

The corners have bent and the bright orange color

Has dulled a bit

Shark

Agile and deadly
Quick and fierce

With one swift movement
your skin, my teeth will pierce

I can smell your blood
from all around

I can sneak up on you
Without making a sound

I am more than one species
Like the hammerhead, of sorts

We circle our prey
Me and my cohorts

I am the shark
Deadly and true

I am the shark
The King of the deep blue

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