"Shiver,Shiver" I grow colder and colder as I write about the loud, heavy rain pouring down outside our classroom. The class sits and grizzles just thinking about staying in for morning tea. I sit and think of what to write as I think to myself "How can I write about rain when it's pouring outside. I sit at my desk and my fingers and toes start to go numb. I look out the window for ideas and see cars zomming past in the sharp, sideways rain with thier window wipers on full speed. I thought they would not stop in this bad weather. I knew it was going to be an inside Morning tea and Lunch!!!
Free writing - By Tyree Loveridge
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