October
15
A poor life in Egypt -Olivia
My back sizzled in the blazing sun. I wished I hadn’t gone to Egypt now that I had to carry thirty killer grams a day for Ramsey the greatest Pharaoh in the world .I longed to go .But if I asked my life would be over, shorter than I’d liked it .
A block of the most hardest sand waited for my to pull it up the 147 meter pyramid.I attached my papyrus rope ,took a deep breath ,started pulling.Up ,up,up I pulled, no stopping now.My cloth getting dirtier each step I took. This was heavier the I expected. I dropped it …
Great writing Olivia it was a joy to read loved the last sentence Zoe
thanks yours is great
really good writing it was really good
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