The red death bomb melts into my gross face. Cherry tomatoes crushes my tongue.They are outrageous and disgusting , they are round and small.They have a little little stalk at the stop.
Manasseh Morgan Stylish,Street hair dazzling behind her. Her eyes bedazzle in the warm day. Her skin is soft like kittens fur. Every time her nose is itchy she twitches. Her ears hear hardwork. Her mouth thinks it has vaseline on it. Unveiling the face of Manasseh Morgan.
My Mum,is the most wonderful mum in the entire universe. There's more ways to describe my mum.She even helps people when they have diabetes. She visits them everyday when she can. She works at the T e A wamutu M edical C entre just down the road from us (as in the school).She even paid for my camp at Finlay Park. But sometimes she to lazy to cook dinner and that will stop from cooking with her. I love to cook with my mummy. I love my mum to the moon and back. Forever and always to you my mummy.
Bad mood “I hate you” I say to my annoying brother.”Ha! Ha!” my brother snort at me.I complained to my dad that he made me mad.He made me mad because he was being a nuisance so I decide to punch him in the face.He thought that it tickled so yeah.When I did tell my dad he did nothing about it. I stomped down to the room and state to myself “I wish I was never in this family”Then after a short while I fell asleep.This is my bad mood.
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