Hi this poem is like ElizabethL's but I am about to put a little twist in it.
IT's dark at night able to see lots of stars
I am scared,feaful and not able to breath
Putting on my shoes and gear on
I bet the storm is near or gone
The rocks are climbing, people are taking
Come all 5 grade friends come outside and play wolf howling
It's not easy to journal but we will make it through this evil growling
now I am going to let you see ELIZABETHL.'s BLOG
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