Dear Diary,
Yesterday I felt heart broken. In a dark attic I saw a young boy sobbing because I took the yellow umbrella from him. On the floor I could see scattered pictures of his past and felt very sorrowful. I could hear the the children downstairs laughing as I took him by his hand and lead him to my home.
Hi there Brielle, I enjoyed reading your Diary Entry. I liked the way you have used great descriptive language to make your story tug at the heart-strings. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much for spending some time to look through every classes blogs. Nga mihi
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