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The
line is as smooth as a baby’s bottom.
The
hook scratches though the rusty, slimy scales.
The pointy yellow teeth are as bright as the beaming
sun.
As
Bob wines up the line, his mouth drops, and his eyes grow wide, his face is filled
with sudden surprise.
The
wrinkly rough scales wriggle in Bob’s hands.
The
big bulging eyes pop out at Bob.
Bobs
shiny golden hair reflects on the wriggly thing.
The
wormy wriggle thing unravels his way out of Bob’s silky smooth sooth hands.
By
Brylee
Hello good job on describing this story and keeping people reading when I started I needed to hear the end!
ReplyDeleteKind regards Xander
Hello that is an amazing story
ReplyDeleteNkita
hi brylee wow great story it was really interesting that a fishing line can be as smooth as a baby's bottom. good job though!
ReplyDeleteportia :)
Good Job Brylee!!
ReplyDeleteGreat story Brylee, very descriptive!!!
ReplyDeleteBrylee,
ReplyDeletethanks for your entry to 100wc - well done!
I like the way you have written this, it's a little bit like a poem!
You've used the image well and have described clearly from it.
Personally, I don't like Bob as a name...try for something a little more unusual next time!
Keep up the good work!
Andrew
Team 100wc