30 grudnia 2011
The Night
When the night comes, all the birds fly to their homes, everything gets quiet and barren.
The sky gets dark as coal.
It seems like the sun is covered by a black glove, which doesnot let light escape through it.
The moon gets light as the sun goes down. The satrs appear high up in the sky, they twinkle and sparkle like diamonds on a black cloth.
The moon and stars brighten everything.
Everything stills seems very quiet, we hear only the sounds of owls and the creepy crawls of cats.
The wind blows very fast with a scary sound that frightens me when i am alone.
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