My dog dashes through the yard, jumping off the wooden
fences like a spring. He has the energy of a thousand bolts of lightning. His
slick, black fur blows through the warm, summer breeze. His crystal blue eyes
fill with the joy of a gleeful, newborn child, as he throws the deflated, baby
blue ball around the yard. The air is warm and crisp, and all you can smell is
the fresh cut grass. You stare at the endless afternoon sky, as deep as
the Atlantic Ocean. The sun beats on your skin, spreading the warmth of
100 campfires throughout your body. Your feet lie bare on the moist, green
grass, as you stand underneath the tall, leafy tree that provides you
shade. Warm wind gently blows in your direction, as gusts of wind sail
through the wind, like a boat in the ocean on a beautiful day at sea. The brass
chimes that hang from the tree start making mellow music, as your
dog, Sully, runs up to you, begging you to throw the stick. Your
three-year-old neighbor giggles with delight, his voice filled with joy.
You smile to yourself. This is an amazing moment. You don't want this
truly epic moment to ever pass.
WOW! Now that's what I call a good use of metaphors and similes! :)
ReplyDeleteWell done Keira! Nice figurative language.
ReplyDelete"That is brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!" Anyway, I like how you put lots of emotion in your paragraph. I can get a really good mental image
ReplyDeleteThanks for all the positive feedback guys! Dose anyone have any suggestions for what I could do better?
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