The amulet was found enclosed in an old envelope. I knew I was doomed as my eyes rolled back and images of sprites haunted my mind. And my voice lilting, like a sickened Welsh man, I bewailed as the pallor of my face gave no hint of life. Thus, began the procession as we straggled through the darkened fog and preceded to unknown destinations. Knowing no heaven here, I despised my predicament as I doffed my shirt hurtling it into the pitch black. If I could go back, warnings unheeded and muffled would be taken earnestly prior to clutching said amulet. Oh, my hands writhing, fists clenched, I gasp, swearing beneath my last breath; I shall never be haughty again. ;-) Actually, this would not fulfill the requirements for the assignment, but it was fun anyway.
I don't want any more poetry classes with Mrs. Santizo! She is a good teacher but she elaborates TOO MUCH ON THE SUBJECT. Two days until the test and we still haven't talked about The Highwayman in class, and are still talking about The Light Brigade. We have been talking about light brigade since MONDAY. Mrs. Santizo even said she can't handle so much poetry.
The amulet was found enclosed in an old envelope. I knew I was doomed as my eyes rolled back and images of sprites haunted my mind. And my voice lilting, like a sickened Welsh man, I bewailed as the pallor of my face gave no hint of life. Thus, began the procession as we straggled through the darkened fog and preceded to unknown destinations. Knowing no heaven here, I despised my predicament as I doffed my shirt hurtling it into the pitch black. If I could go back, warnings unheeded and muffled would be taken earnestly prior to clutching said amulet. Oh, my hands writhing, fists clenched, I gasp, swearing beneath my last breath; I shall never be haughty again. ;-) Actually, this would not fulfill the requirements for the assignment, but it was fun anyway.
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ReplyDeleteI don't want any more poetry classes with Mrs. Santizo! She is a good teacher but she elaborates TOO MUCH ON THE SUBJECT. Two days until the test and we still haven't talked about The Highwayman in class, and are still talking about The Light Brigade. We have been talking about light brigade since MONDAY. Mrs. Santizo even said she can't handle so much poetry.
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We miss you teacher.