The lonely girl

I can hear galloping horses and rolling carriages.I see that lonely girl dipping
Her feet in the water.I can feel the sheeps fluffy wool.I smell the smoke from
the chimney.I taste the sugar in the carriages.

The dark scary night

The sky was blue but not for.It turned into a dark black cloudy stormy night.all
You could hear thunder and lighting.people were screaming I tried to block my
Ears.