WELCOME TO THE 100 WC CARTER, AND SADLY, FAREWELL TOO!
The moon started shaking then everything stopped, and a terrible screeching filled my ears.
What was going on? The moon was moving at a speed beyond words, away from the earth. It was like somebody had tied a rope around the moon, and was dragging it off into space.
Suddenly the water was rising, the moon was out of sight now. Was it the apocalypse? Was it a dream?
I wake and look outside, there was no moon, this wasn’t a dream.
I sprinted down to the beach, I saw that the water was dead still, no movement at all.
Good job Carter sad to see you leave because this is a wonderful piece of writing. I hope to see your writing again even though you won’t be here.
Your wonderful imagination and poem-like words really impress us! Sad to hear you leave, but glad to see you’d left such a good writing. Hope you could be better in the future!