The following six sentences are from my work in progress.
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I'd hardly slept all night.
Whenever I closed my eyes, I saw Olina's face, her eyes round with fear and her
bottom lip trembling. I couldn't bear it any longer so I got out of bed just as
the sun began to rise and stepped quietly to the bedroom window so I wouldn't wake up my grandmother. I gazed out at the enormous banyan tree that was a haven for
songbirds with its canopy of branches spreading almost as wide as the house. A mild
breeze scented with plumeria and ripe mangoes carried the melody of birdsong
into the room. As beautiful as it was, my reason for being here kept me from enjoying it.
2 comments:
Somehow that makes me think of an Edward Lear poem - I think the Quangle Wangle's Hat.
Ooh! I've never heard of it, but now I'll have to go look that up. :)
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