Hayley gray writing 2017

My little ocean

February 7

febrauary Quietly a warm breeze flowed over my head like clear smoke. Burning concrete slapped my feet as I hopped across the blazing concrete. The smell of flower danced around the me, the roses trying to take over the rest of the flower.

It was beautiful crystal clear blue ocean with tiny waves flowing from one slid of the gigantic puddle to another. Relaxing warm waters soothed my body as I explored my tiny ocean. The pleasing noises of ripples whispered relieve my ear drums. The smell of steak burning consumed my mind as old BBQ let off smoke like a bomb as flames moved on the enormous stage.

Splash! Suddenly a ginormous lump flopped on top of me, push me to the bottom of tiny ocean. Quickly I swam to the top of the deep water gasping for air. “Why did you do that” I asked, He had a confused look on his face as I hopped out.

witch poem

February 13

Double, double toil and trouble,

A fire burning, caldron bubbles,

Eye of a young deer,

Fillet of fenny fish, toe of a black bear,

Wool of a sheep, toe of kiwi asleep,

Add a rusty fork, a gigantic blind stingray,

Tiny Tuatara skin, and a pet Moorpark’s wing,

Charms of beautiful trouble,

Like hell-broth boiled and bubbled,

Double, double toil and trouble,

Fire burning, in caldron bubbles,

chocolate cookies

My sister said kids like me can get in prison from opening a Facebook account.

the pole

A fat stick in the distance started flowing towards me as I came closer and closer. The fuzzy blue mess in front of me making me feel ditsy like a head-ack. The smell of wet soggy wet grass, the taste of chocolate left in my mouth from lunch and the fate noises of people calling my name. I was weird.

Suddenly, bang! Awsh! … the fuzzy feeling had stopped. A gigantic bump on my forehead started to form. I looked in front of me, there was a blue pole staring back at me. I stood up while people also stared at me. Oh no!

“noooo”! I shouted. My live is a fishily over. I felt like running as fast as I could, but that would make things worse. I laughed to make it all better luckily it worked.

chapter one

Hi, I am Asha. I live a muck’s the South Sudan people in Africa. I have brown skin and black hair I have green eyes and people I look like my dad but I don’t know my dad or what he looks like. My favourite things to do is singing and dancing with all the other kids in my tribe. But the thing I love to most is to help. I love helping so much onset a week I will help my mum get water which means walking for about half a day.

I lived in a white tent with my mum. I have no matrix or stressor and I lie on a soggy tent floor cold and damp. The rubbish is scattered all over my home like it is trying to take over. People say all the rubbish is taken out of the watering hole to keep it cleaner.

The water we get isn’t very clean don’t get me rog I’m thankful and all for having the water so we can live, but some people are having a hard time like a month ago one of my best friend die but I don’t like to talk about it.

A long gurned ahead was being as orange as the sun shone as bright as seven suns climbing to the top of the sky. A crack in the ground raced me to my destination. Along the side of my mum, I gurned to the water. I had only been walking for two hours and my feet’s bear skin was crabbing to tiny piece. The gigantic bottle lay on my choler foresting me to keep moving as I though what could happen without this water then suddenly . . .

A dark cloud appeared next to me, could it be rain quickly a flash of light stuck beside.my shout “run! Get out of there” as fast as smoke I busted though the dark cloud as my mum encaged me to run faster and faster until I was sprinting. The dark clouds started scream as I was on the last tress of darkness then my tip of my finger nail tusked her face. then it all changed.

A flash struck my arm as I slide across the dry dirt as if I was a ball rolling in the wind. I looked up to see a blur but they were one thing I was my mum’s tears as she walked away. I had a lot of question that day, why did she leave me there? Where did she go? And why was she crying? Suddenly my eyes shut but on that day in that moment I promise myself I will find my mum and ask her thought’s three questions.

Chapter three

It was night as darkness dancing around me and the only things guarding me was the moon and the stars. As I through of the genre my head became worried what if this happened or that happened but the thing I worried about the most was will I find my mum? As I walked along the dessert road. I wondered upon an air plane that looked like it was waiting for someone to find it for a long time and this is where I stayed the night.

It has been three weeks; I was running low on water as Limped as fast as possible. My heart was pumping slower and slower every second and as I thought of dead I grow weaker and slower. I have given up hope as I lay on the dry crashed ground. My heart taken its final breath. Then suddenly out of on were … there it was rain.

quickly the rain falls on the dry ground heling it’s cracked wounds. Heart started to beat like a drum as I stood up. I spied some mountains in the distance and there is always water near mountains. This mountain was different, it only had a tiny patch of green treesChapter three

It was night as darkness dancing around me and the only things guarding me was the moon and the stars. As I through of the genre my head became worried what if this happened or that happened but the thing I worried about the most was will I find my mum? As I walked along the dessert road. I wondered upon an air plane that looked like it was waiting for someone to find it for a long time and this is where I stayed the night.

It has been three weeks; I was running low on water as Limped as fast as possible. My heart was pumping slower and slower every second and as I thought of dead I grow weaker and slower. I have given up hope as I lay on the dry crashed ground. My heart taken its final breath. Then suddenly out of on were … there it was rain.

quickly the rain falls on the dry ground heling it’s cracked wounds. Heart started to beat like a drum as I stood up. I spied some mountains in the distance and there is always water near mountains. This mountain was different, it only had a tiny patch of green trees

covering the bottom of the mountain. And there it was a watering hole, as the water reflected of the sun rising.

Chapter four

As the noise of rain smashed a ground, I make my way to the watering hole. I could see on the derision. My feet leaped along the on longer dry desert. As the watering hole begun sprinting as fast as the rain speeding across the desert. This rubbish filled watering hole is my only it was here…

Was it her … it was a beautiful woman filling up water for her tribe. Could it be … as my hand gently toughed her shoulder. She turned around.

As she turned around my smile became stronger than usual. A limp of brown straight disappeared and it saw a face I knew and would never forget. She has dark skin with brown eyes. It was mum. Suddenly my mum gave me a big bear huge as big as a mountain. I thought I will ask the questions will ask them later because I didn’t want to rune on the way back.Chapter four

As the noise of rain smashed a ground, I make my way to the watering hole. I could see on the derision. My feet leaped along the on longer dry desert. As the watering hole begun sprinting as fast as the rain speeding across the desert. This rubbish filled watering hole is my only it was here…

Was it her … it was a beautiful woman filling up water for her tribe. Could it be … as my hand gently toughed her shoulder. She turned around.

As she turned around my smile became stronger than usual. A limp of brown straight disappeared and it saw a face I knew and would never forget. She has dark skin with brown eyes. It was mum. Suddenly my mum gave me a big bear huge as big as a mountain. I thought I will ask the questions will ask them later because I didn’t want to rune on the way back.Chapter four

As the noise of rain smashed a ground, I make my way to the watering hole. I could see on the derision. My feet leaped along the on longer dry desert. As the watering hole begun sprinting as fast as the rain speeding across the desert. This rubbish filled watering hole is my only it was here…

Was it her … it was a beautiful woman filling up water for her tribe. Could it be … as my hand gently toughed her shoulder. She turned around.

As she turned around my smile became stronger than usual. A limp of brown straight disappeared and it saw a face I knew and would never forget. She has dark skin with brown eyes. It was mum. Suddenly my mum gave me a big bear huge as big as a mountain. I thought I will ask the questions will ask them later because I didn’t want to rune on the way back.

Credits:

Created with images by JannyLynn - "puppy sleeping cute" • cwizner - "swimming pool lounge water" • Nico Kaiser - "Surprise Cookies" • Newtown grafitti - "Blue Poles" • WenPhotos - "orphan africa african child portrait black and"

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