Hi bloggers, Amy here.
In Rm 7 we were making storys out of a picture.
The picture was about a mountain in the distance and there was a road and there is a storm.
Here are my sentences
I look back and see a storm tumbling towards us. As the thunder grows louder than one million lions, lightning pierces through the air.
i hope you like my sentecnces.
BYE blog you later
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