So get out all my antagonism and affliction, bottled up within me, I go on the occasional bike ride. But, there were many precaution I had to take. To begin with, the horrendous helmet. Should I risk it? Hat hair could be a godawful decision, so put the helmet aside. Ensconce my rear end on the seat, pushed off the wet slick ground and took off. With the wind huffing and puffing in my face, it caused me to askance my eyes.
The slight rain drops were dancing in the atmosphere ever so lightly hitting my face. I still pedaled faster and faster soaring down the street, realizing that I'd have to eventually come back up the hellish and inhumane hill, but that didn't matter. I allowed my free spitired body pilot the way. Off to the trails!
I was flying down the aqueous pavement letting nature speak to me. Heal me in ways that cough syrup could not. Not only rejuvenating me physically but, mentally. I arrived, at the trail, seeking to find renewal in nature. I rode into the pathway entrance a strode into the civilized wilderness. The trees were so dark and tenebrous, touching the heavens. Birds caroling goodnight to one another. I kept riding searching for contest to my questions but today, I had not gotten any answers to my vexing inquiry but, I will someday. To end on a positive note, I had a lovely bike ride.
Good job! I thought that this showed a good understanding of diction, although the high diction that was trying to be conveyed should have been without using slang, right (or "hell" in this case)? Other then that, I thought it was fantastic!
ReplyDeleteVery nice Adora! You could really tell that you wrote this post :) and you could also tell that you really understand diction well besides the one point that Annie made! But I liked your word choice and could tell that you had a strong understanding of the words that you used!
ReplyDeletehahaha. wow adora. interesting! it sounds just like you and when i was reading it i kept hearing your laugh in the background! good job! buenos trabajdora!
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