The thunder is rolling along the shore roaring at the sea below. The sky has darkened into blackest black and danger is lurking in the dark clouds. The solitary sailboat is teetertottering in the ocean like a fragile toothpick ready to shatter.

The clouds are like ghosts coming back to Earth for revenge.

The beach water is as blue as the sky.

The dark asylum hasn't had any noise since it was abandoned. The patrol guard chairs are still on it after it was abandoned after a flood.

The sky looked like a darkened purple with the lighting every second. The stench of the planet stunk. I could feel water drenched on me. There was thunder every second I could not hear a thing. It's also not to mention the water tastes weird.

The Raven is yelling at his friend to stop messing with him.

The darkness in the sky is like it had been abandoned after a bad storm.

The Tropical beach view is so nice. It is like I'm in a private movie.

The very old stairs are creaking and slowly breaking while people walk up the stairs to get up to the noisy party they are throwing.

The human is hiding against a horrific monster

I can feel my hands shivering in the cold

Going next to a roller coaster sounds like you're driving a car like, VROOM!!

I smell the sea water, salty but sweet. I see the waves washing to the shore.

The waves are running a marathon into the sand. The shells are so proud of themselves for washing up on the shore, so sparkly.

The waves are running like lions that haven't eaten in three days.

When I walk into the cafeteria I can smell the fresh food the kids talking when the teacher are trying to get there attention.And as I eat my pineapple I can feel the spikeyness on the roof of my mouth.

The trees are dancers, swaying so peacefully.

Whooshhhhhh. The waves are growling as they wash up on shore.

School is like a brain exercising.

As I walk into the lunchroom I see people running and scrambling to get the seat. I hear people yelling to let them have the seat and to call their row to get lunch. I feel the smooth foam trays on my hands. I taste the salty tostitos and the nacho cheese on the nachos. I smell the nasty trash with the leftover food and mixtures.

The waves are so big it goes higher than me.

Zoey (my cousin) is a rollercoaster, bringing me excitement when I see her.

My dog drove himself to his bowl to eat dinner.

Ring. The phone goes off.