Thursday, June 23, 2011

impression

out of sight
she talk an awful lot, but talk doesn't hurt
he kept (keep) on working
wide awake
broke (break)the silence
fast beating hearts
...stop shaking
hardly breathed
in another minute
ran on towards
they looked back over their shoulders from time to time
his aunt began (begin) to get worried about him
he turned sadly away
....nobody love him, no body would miss him
the night it poured with rain and there was a terrible storm.
the thunder roared and the lightning flashed for a long time.
wishing she hadn't been so nasty to tom
there were sound of people crying
everyone was in tears
....but without any luck
at last,tom got (get) up very slowly and softly
almost dead with fright
the boy lay there and counting the seconds
the sun was setting
fast asleep
it's nearly time for us got left
...like we used to
soon the happy crowd walked up the main street carrying heavy picnic baskets full of good things to eat
the night was growing cloundy and dark
he was alone with the silence
he stepped out and crept along behind the men
an awful feeling crept over him
they ran off when they saw us

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