Her eyes were as cold as ice. Her dark blonde hair lay down on her shoulder. Her small head pressed against the the ragged brick wall. Her lips stayed still in a straight line. Her hands were shaking with fear. What if they came back?. Her head screaming out for someone to help but no one heard her. Her mind screamed out again but still no one came. Her long grey sleeves covered her thin wrists. Her sad and cold emotions were hidden behind her motionless face. Dark rings formed around her eyes showing signs of neglect and fear. She wasn't going back.
On Fridays we have free writing when we can write about any thing in our imaginations. I chose a picture and decided to describe it. I like this peice because I really described how the person was feeling.
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