WEATHER VS
MANKIND
Marching from Karajini like cadets, we’re nearly there,
we can see the battlefield, it’s nearly here, it’s about to hit us. Running
like horses we run for the school, a flood of sandbags start covering our
school for protection from the storm. Hail as loud as a gunfire, lightning as
bright as the sun and floods rising like buildings. Trees have fallen, cliffs crumbling,
buildings flattened and playground equipment torn down.
We use fallen trees as
bridges over the pool puddles. With our umbrellas, raincoats, boots and beanies
for armour we are ready to fight. All while we are fighting the weather is
working up a storm of: hail bullets, spears of lighting, rain missiles, bombs
of snow, gunpowder clouds and blasts of thunder.
We fought for our school
today with pride and we bet the wind out of the storm, until it gets it back
and comes for more.
I really like how you wrote really descriptively, great work!
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