September
26
Badeko’s perspective Freya
Badeko’s perspective
The night was at it’s darkest point when I crept in from my camouflage den. I sniffed the air it was cool and dry with a hint of dreams. The fragrance of sleep and dreams and a zest of fresh lime green grass. I could smell an old one dreaming of old memories but that is not what I wanted so I carried on rummaging for more dreams. then I could smell something a girl dreaming of a warm fire that’s not what I wanted so I carried on sniffing for dreams. then I could smell something that I wanted. A dream. I got ready to suck it up with my sparkly teeth and then suddenly I sucked it up. it tasted really yummy but I still wanted more. sill hungry. still thirsty.
by Freya
Love it
good Lewis
WHAT!!!
ITS AMAZING
Very good Freya!
Isabelle
Great work but remember your capital letters
Great story, but remember CAPITAL letters