Taupo Bay-Taupo Bay looks out towards the chipped concrete like island that stands like a picture in the distance. The sun slowlyfalls then slips behind the island sending ripples of orange and pink into the sky like paint. The rays reflect on the water but get drowned b y the waves that drum on the sand until the water hushes at night. As I jump over the small fence and onto the sun bleached sand, I run down to where the sand is not cooking, to where shells and seaweed line th paths of the waves. We play in the sparkling glass like water whle parents watch only a few steps away until the water blackens and the stars surround the mountain chains that encircle the bay.My teacher wrote: Fantastic! this is like a high year 11(15years old)( im 13, in year9)piece of creative writing.I particulary like your word choices!
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