Dylan

Dylan

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The rocky steam and thick wood mix together in perfect balance. The clear water is like a mirror, reflecting your image. Touching the roaring water full with rapids is like being turned into ice, yet somehow, some of the fast moving water can evaporate into the clouds. A bright blue sky looks like a Dalmatian, with the spots of white cloud. Clouds are like birds looking at everything near this stream, but have to more away to stop the sky scraper like trees from grabbing them and pulling them down. Trees try to hide their land that they have owned since the start of the Earth. This vast forest is filled with the smell of pine trees and the sound of a gentle breeze rustling the levies that litter the forest floor  By Dylan

Her shattered heart and, the body that can’t stop shaking, slowly, knocking herself down, to nothing. The giant wounds left behind reveal a putrid reek and grey sandy puss that rises and settles all over her. You can hear her rumble into tears and feel her shake more violently. No matter how much help we give her and if the shaking fades to nothing, there will always be memories that will never fade.

By Dylan     This website  has some cool Earthquake info [|The Science of Earthquakes]  