January 9, 2011
By justin williams BRONZE, Alanson, Michigan
justin williams BRONZE, Alanson, Michigan
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In the woods
owls howl, wolves cry, birds screech
and whistles wrap around me
in the darkness.
Clenched in a ball
underneath a tree, I lie in terror.
What do they want? I dont know. why am I in the woods?
A dream... someone plays a song on a flute,
and it feels soft
like rain falling down on my face.
Full of emotion.
People dance in happiness
around the fire
with tears streaming down their faces.

The author's comments:
i was told in class we had to write something aboutg what we here in the sounds and this is what i came up with. my mom says she wants me to do a writing class but i only write when im told to in class. plus i dont think its good enough. but its worth a shot. atleast to know what others think. i was only 13 when i wrote dis

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