(Very) short story

Hello Friends, I wrote a very small paragraph or two using descriptive language for school. Well..here it is. enjoy.

Caroline Thuet

Composition pr.1

1-20-12

Descriptive Essay

      The sun slowly rose, casting its warm golden rays on anything and everything it could reach. Kerry smiled and giggled to herself as she let her four year old feet swing back and forth under the porch. She closed her eyes and could almost feel like she was floating. She gave a small sigh and stood up, distracted by the smell of griddle cakes coming from the open kitchen door. She laughed again and chased the cat inside, who had just gotten back from its nightly prowl. Momma was looking worried again. Kerry could always tell. She new what would make her smile. She ran up to her and pulled on her worn flower print apron, getting her attention. She motioned for Momma to bend down. She wrapped her small hands around her neck and gave her a big fat kiss on the cheek before whispering,

     “I love you more than apricot jam!” Her Momma gave a weak smile and hugged her back.

“I love you too!”

Kerry frowned, wrinkling her smooth baby face. Momma usually responded with a favorite food. Maybe something really serious was wrong. She unhinged her tight grasp around her mother’s neck and ran back outside to the barn looking for her big brother. Sam would know what to do. He always knew what to do.

I told you it was short! Well I decided to post it because this blog is probably just a lame excuse to write. I know, I know. Writing? That thing that I'm forced to do at school/work? Yes my friends, I Caroline Thuet am writing on my own free will. (You: What did I get myself into?!) Well before you start pointing fingers at your other family members/friends who pointed you in turn to this blog, at least give this a chance. I mean I'm not THAT bad of a writer..right? Right. Hope you are entertained! :)

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