Writing and Poems

It all started when I was pulling my cousin in the wagon at the BBQ at her house. I felt so happy because pushing some one in a wagon is so fun. So I pulled her through a big mud puddle and the wagon was tipping like a book tipping of a desk. Then I was trying to pull the wagon up so it wouldn’t tip and it did. I felt so bad because she was covered in mud. The whole ended when she told her mom. I thought I was going to get in trouble but I didn’t. I started to laugh because it was so funny but so mean of me to  tip the wagon, but it was an accident when I did it.

Blue is the color of the sea get on a patio and feel the cool brezze, watching the waves crashing into big rocks and listening to the seguls crowing away their beaks sitting on the beach watching the sunset with a partner holding you close, Feel the cool cool brezze.