Over the crackle and hiss of the dying fire, a clamor sent birds flying and small creatures scrambling into the few green and dense spots left in the foest. To anything of human nature, it would have sounded like a cry for help form a littlun. This cry soon turned into an ear-piercing shriek of realization.
A few sentences from my final english project of the year.
For today is friday before break
Hallelujah
Merry Merry Christmas
15 years ago
