Personifcation

The morning shines upon my face and the thick glass protects my face from the roaring wind.

People stare and people laugh but all I do is glare right back while they pass.

Then all of a sudden I hear a ring by the door and someone puts their hand on my face.

But I wonder if they ever use soap..I get shoved in a box then I peek through the whole and see the

things I’ve never seen before. After days of being loved, things started to change.

My hand tied in a not no longer able to undo and my feet begin to feel poor as I’m

thrown in front of the door.  I see the Sun I see the night I see what goes by me whenever I am left

alone. As I touched the brown muddy black puddle my holes give way for the brown water this makes

me drown and I hope for a bath. My ripped holes make all the water come threw l am scared what to do.

My hands aren’t tied l am being dragged through the black muddy water l can feel the rocky muddy

ground as l went under for a second dive. Still waiting for that bath!The last thing I heard was the roaring

wind across my face the last thing I knew was it was time to say goodbye and off to the bin I started

to cry being alone broke my heart but being unwanted tore my apart.

This week we were learning about Personifcation l was working with Angela to make write our

Personifcation about a pair of shoes. Personifcation is painting a pitcher in someone head and

giving something a real life thing. The Challenge we had to do was to get into partners face back

to back and write a Personification story on the a google doc that we were both working on the

hardest part was that we couldn't talk to each other we just had to write and hope that we had

the same ideas. My favorite part about this was learning more about Personification and working

with someone else to create a story about two pairs of shoes. l think we worked well togetter

and write l really well made Personification.