Writing Moderation

My Freezing Cross-Country Run.

Go! We shot off running round the cold sparkling grass.

I looked up at the cotten bud clouds.The bright sun is shining though the clouds firing light on to the grass that has leaves scattered all around. I run up the steep slippery hill and go round the love tree that has names written all over it. I scuff up yellow, orenge,purple and red leaves off the ground as I run. I run past the swimming pool soon I had done 3 laps. I run round the swimming pool but someone said stop. I walked back to class. Ahh! At last the practice run is over.

By Bryony Gatehouse.