Gripping so tight my fingers went white. I edged my way over to the dangling rope. One step at a
time. My feet slip and I grasp the pole hurriedly. Nervously I look down and am instantly reminded
of the fact that I'm 200m high. My sweaty toes curl over the edge trying to get as much grip as
possible.
time. My feet slip and I grasp the pole hurriedly. Nervously I look down and am instantly reminded
of the fact that I'm 200m high. My sweaty toes curl over the edge trying to get as much grip as
possible.
The rope swings in reach and my clammy hands clench the rope tight. Breaths come sharp as the
rope I’m grasping gets lowed to the ground.
rope I’m grasping gets lowed to the ground.
My feet touch the ground and relief rushes through me. “But how she get up there?” Murmurs a little
Boy, “Is she superwoman?”
Boy, “Is she superwoman?”
Love it Anna
ReplyDeleteI love this idea, Anna. Awesome choice of verbs.
ReplyDeleteWhere so you think you could have used question marks?
The integration of speech adds to your text.
OH opps I'll add those in.
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