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Dear diary,
I have so many mixed emotions right now: curiousness and confusion .At sunset and sunrise this boy keeps on going back and forth by the river lake.The boy, who wears old fashion clothes, has no reflection or shadow on himself. He does not look back. Also he does not listen you at all.
Dear diary,
I’ve had a remarkable, unbelievable day .I went on a lovely stroll to the glistening stream as the sun shone on its crystal surface. Suddenly , i saw a young boy ,i was puzzled : i called out to him but no answer. As thew sun shone at the unusual mystery figure its shadows did not appear. Within a blink of an eye a shiver went down my spine like a slithering snake. I realized that he was wearing my childhood clothes. Scared ,confuse and alarmed I crept closer like a sly fox . He glided on the soft grass like a wraith.”Who are you” I trembled he cried ” I don’t know you know cause do you know you……..
dear diary,
I was Exhausted: I hadn’t slept for more than two days. I wandered down to the water edge and I spotted a mysterious, lonely figure who was wearing old fashioned clothes. confused, shocked and scared, a shiver went down my spine. He reminded me of something from the past, I didn’t know if I should be calm or scared, I thought he was a ghost. I decided to talk to him but he didn’t like he didn’t want to listen. I was confused like a lost child. After everything was changing all the buildings was going like it looked like in my past. the boy was playing like I played when I was child. I asked him “who are you?” “I’m you” the boy replied.
Dear Diary,
Today I went down to the colourless quivering stream. I saw a mysterious figure casting not a shadow like a wraith. Bewildered, shocked and scared the figure sent a shiver down my spine. I asked of his name, the answer was chilling… he was me, he said this as he pointed a bony finger.
Dear Diary,
I feel mixed feelings: Confused and curious happy and nervous, I saw a child walking by the stream, the sun reflecting on him. There was no shadow ,he wore old fashion clothes. He doesn`t seem to hear me, it looked like he was floating, yes floating. surprisingly he walked the same way he did every day.
Dear Diary,
confused,shocked,scared my day went down like a spiral. i was slowly walking down the river bank and all of a sudden a child wearing old fashioned clothes just like what i wore when i was young.I called the little the boy but he didn’t seem to hear,confused ,nervous,curious i started walking to him,as i walked to him i realised that he didn’t have a shadow . I tapped him on the shoulder ,he started into my eyes and told me he was me.So many question going through my head as i was walking. Confused: how could this boy be me. I layed my head down and prepared myself for tomorrow.
dear dairy,
I see a child crossing the river, curious isn’t it? He has no shadow I see him every day the moon and sun fall on his back he is like a wraith maybe he died and is a spirit some people would forget about it ; other peoples mind would be ticking trying to find out the unknowable answer. like if u cry every tiem ;(
Dear diary,
I was tired:I hadn’t slept for 6 whole days.
I wondered down to the water’s edge where I spotted a mysterious figure, he looked like me when I was younger.
I was bored, lonely and petrified ,a shiver went down my spine like a snake.
If I saw myself again I would ask how is school and is anyone bullying you? I looked kind of week as a kid but I look well fed.
I was so hungry: I hadn’t eaten anything since I went camping .barren,dry,dusty,the stranded desert was as empty as a brand new house.I was walking down a river and I spotted a very pale looking figure,he was sitting down but I was looking at nothing but his back so i felt tempted to look at his face cautiously took a few steps forward acting like something was going to pop up in my face … he was still silent and still but then i finally realized it was only an innocent poor child , he looked very abnormal .I felt weird every time i got closet to him . All of a sudden the boy,who was like a mute,was starting to tear up but then after i started to tear up but then after i started to tear up , it was so strange. Nosy and tempted ,scared and clueless I went up to him and asked him”whats your name!”the pale boy muttered “I AM YOU BYE” CRASH! I ended up back in my tent .Curious,shocked and scared i was sitting there doing nothing but thinking.
Dear Diary,
Today I went down to the colourless quivering stream. I saw a mysterious figure casting not a shadow like a wraith. Bewildered, shocked and scared the figure sent a shiver down my spine. I asked of his name, the answer was chilling… he was me, he said this as he pointed a bony finger.
One sunny morning i woke up and i went on a walk .In the the distance (further away) there was this little boy in old fashion clothes looking at the sun set,while the horses were ploughing i shouted “HEY” but the boy did not replie for some reason and got up and walked!!!He went beside the river and began to eat his food .it reminded me of when i was little.I went over to him and i said to him what is your name he said his name and it was the same name as me.
dear diary,
I have extinguished a little boy I think he is is deaf because each time out shout little boy there is no reply.slowly carefully and scared I get up to talk to the little boy.Suddenly I noticed the little boy didn’t have a shadow so i shuffled back to make sure it couldn’t endanger me.Meanwhile i just gazed at the…well.. i don’t know what to call it now . The boy was wearing a ragged old fashioned clothes like a street.The boy always seemed to be there at sun set and sun rise the exact same time i came out back when i was a young man. shocked scared and perplexed i looked at the boy to check what he was doing and .. and he ..DISAPEARED VANISHED GONE.seconds later he reapeared . I have changed my thought about this boy I feel he is a ghost .I go up to the ghost what his name is and he replied my own.
My class have wrote our ov vesions of who? This is mine.
Dear diary,
Today has been na unusual day , because I went on my daily run , down by the stream , but i saw a little boy , a short, brown haired boy . He was wandering around the stream,what was he thinking about I wonder?
It was getting late and also getting dark. He sat by the river and never turned back once.
I started walking home and when I got there Itook off my shoes and I went to the bathroom .I looked in the mirror and there he was.Is he my reflection…
To myself,
today I saw someone wandering , wandering down next to the stream. I called to him but he seemed not to hear. Where does he come from and where does he live.
Why do I see him wandering about, wearing old fashioned clothes , taking the same track. Why when you walk does a shadow not appear, even though the sun rises and sets.
I saw thick dust that layed on the hedgerows
Dear diary,
I wondered why everyday there is a shadowy figure down by the bridge.I always thought who that slight figure was?It was walking down the lake every sunset and sunrise!But i still wonder why?I didn’t know how how to feel curious or excited i had mixed emotions The shadowy figure was wearing old school clothes cautiously,i tried to talk to him;but everyday sadly ,there was just no reply.
Dear Diary,
I was drowsy : I stayed up all night worried. I staggered down to the stream and spotted an old-fashioned figure as old as time. Perplexed , startled and frightened I wondered if the boy was a ghost or a spirit ,I went up to him and asked him what’s his name and he said “ I am you”. Then he melted away, suddenly I woke up in my bed dizzy and confused wondering what just happened.
To younger me,
You won’t believe what we saw today, you’ll see it soon, I saw us on the grassy fields where the horses plough the fields I hope you remember the farmer, across the barn and the big fat cows!
Remember the streets we danced upon and jumped in colouful joy the same day the good news speards acrosss the whole village!
So much has changed from the joy and rain, so much has left from fields and farms, so much now too much that nothing’s left to do.
I’ll see you around in future light so much to do till then,
Sincerly Older you!
Dear diary,
I was still in shock :I’d had horrible nightmare last night.
I had wandered off to the rivers edge to clear my head.I had spotted an abandoned
child all alone ,in dusty old fashioned clothes . Bewildered, I felt a shiver run down
my spine.He moved like a wraith .As the sun beams hit him , he had no shadow .I asked the abandoned child what is your name ?He answered I’m Charles. Causley . That’s when it hit me ,it was me as a young child. I ran back home with questions popping in my head about the child.
dear diary today was the most horrible day of my life. I saw a child : wearing old-fashion clothes he was a mysterious looking child ,who had no shadow at all I called out for him but he acted like I was not there. I felt really sad for him. where was his mum and dad maybe he was alone
“WHO?”
Dear diary,
I was exhausted: I had no food and hadn’t slept for days. I was wandering down the waters edge where I spotted a child. A lonely child, it made a shiver down my spine and I remembered something but couldn’t quite figure out what. The boy disappeared the second I looked around. he left like the wind whooshing by your face. The boy was laughing through a meadow that’s the picture that popped in to my brain. I found where the meadow was and visited the meadow, but all there was were houses. I asked and pleaded what’s his name was and then he replied back with “I AM YOU.”.
I am remembered my past about when I was young running through the meadows and never replying to a question and now it came back to haunt me.
Dear Diary,
Today was the weirdest day of my life.I saw a creepy,young figure slowly moving along the path,he was dressed in old fashion clothes.It was very strange:he had no shadow around him, some people look weird ;other ain’t .He only left alone by himself
I see him every sunrise and sunset.I called him but never answered me….I wanted to know who he is where he lived?,does he wanted to be my friend.
He is very mystery,he’d never make a sound he is very silent……
Dear Diary. I was tired ; I hadn’t slept for a week . I walked along the water’s edge where I saw a mysterious figure . Confused , shocked and petrified my day went down like a spiral . I walked to the boy and find out who it was . The boy spoke to me ” my name is the same as your own. ” I found out that the boy was actually me from the past . I guess this was my imagination.
I like your poem daniela even your in my class i just like writing a comment on you because your my best friend and your poem seem’s really good and interesting and you make the best poem which makes me lagh.
I saw a mysterious little child,I called him…
I called him again.There was no reply .Maybe he is deaf:but how?
I wonder why?
When I came closer the stream went slowly and slowly .He looked at me and a dark cloud
was above us and he said his name was my name…
Today i was drowsy:I couldn’t sleep think properly my brain was not working so i took a little walk,i walked to where i lived in my child hood,suddenly a mysterious ghost from the past,i was freaking out,my body was ice cold.I Approached him cautiously.I Called him and asked him “what’s your name”.He told me his name and it was the same as mine.Then i realized it was me from the past and my home.Him or i disappeared into thin air. PS: I really need to get more sleep.
orking.so i took a walk, I walked to where i lived in my childhood,suddenly a mysterious
Dear dairy ,
Today was freaky because there was a white child just gliding forward when it is sunrise an sunset everyday. he always wear dirty clothes he looked like he had been in the street . I tried to shouting to him but he just annoyed me. I was cautious about the boy because he just he made me mad I walked close to when he turn his face, I shouted. I asked him what’ is your name
he reply my name is your name
DEAR DIARY,
I have mixed emotions right now:anxious and confused,scared and terrified
every day I see a boy, every sun set and sun rise walking down the river.
the boy wore an old-fashion clothes seemed to not hire my,strangely i tried calling him but he didn’t answer back ,I was confused because he didn’t have a shadow.
the boy also didn’t respond to my.
I have mixed emotions now: confused and surprised.
There was a strangely child when i called him he didn’t replied it was like he ignored me.
Every sunrise and sunset i see him: wearing an old fashion’s clothes like he is wearing the same clothes every day.
He walks along the line of houses
Dear diary,
I was confused: I haven’t took my mind of this boy from days. So I decided to go down the river and find out who it is. Anxious and cautious, confused and worried I went down to see who it is. It reminded me from the past as a child. Nervously I took a few steps down. Confused, worried and scared I looked at the boy cautiously his beady eyes shimmered in the sun. But when I realised he looked familiar and I asked what his name was he said only that I was him as a child and he disappeared in the wind!
Dear diary,
I have mixed emotions right now ;I have been confused about scary shadowy child.
And he walks when the sunrises and sunsets. Also the boy wears old fashioned clothes.
which was in the past. Also is weird because he is just walking which is weird thank you.
Dear diary,
I was awfully tired: I hadn’t slept ever since the start of the week. So I just wandered clueless near the water when a mysterious, suspicious child-looking figure with old-fashion, torn clothes. Worried, surprised and fidgety a shiver unexpectedly ran down my spine. It was like he was poor and lonely like an orphan. Exhausted but calm, Silent and still I glared at the figure suspiciously. I cautiously stared at the ghostly, eerie figure and in a second, I demanded me to tell me his name and he unexpectedly said “I am you “I was awfully shocked like I have just heard outstanding news .
Dear Diary,
I have mixed emotions right now: Curiousness and scared. I always see this
mysterious little child walking in the same route everyday , I shouted at him but he didn’t turn around and answer me so I tried again .I saw him strangely wering old fashion cloths . Surprisingly , he was next to the sunrise and he didn’t have a shadow . The boy , who was creepy , was always floating in the same direction . Like the sea moving along.
Dear Diary,
I was exhausted: I hadn’t slept for more than two days! A few days ago it was just a normal day I came back from work and I was relaxing. Suddenly, a mysterious child, which I have never seen before in the village, was wondering around the street all alone.
Curious, confused, scared I decided to go see the child, that’s I realised a few strange tings about him. He had old-fashioned clothes and he didn’t answer my questions he pretended he is deaf, but the strangest of all was that he didn’t have a shadow! The sun was laying at his back, but no shadow was showing down on the hot floor! I was as frightened as a child watching a horror movie! I was a bit jealous, because he didn’t answer my question so I asked for his name again he just replied with: ” Don’t you see me, just look inside me, just look inside me deep in my heart I am YOU!” as he said this he disappeared like wind. I sat there for hours doing nothing, but thinking. I was shocked: my heart was beating so fast I was going to die!
Dear little boy,
What is your name? Are you real or are you fake?Why can you never hear me ?Where do you come from ?I’ve been wanting to ask you all these questions for a very long time.
Why are you only here at sunset and sunrise?Do you only come to wach the lovley sunrise and sunset?Why do you not cast a shadow?
Dear Unknown Boy,
Hi, I don’t think you know me but, I saw you across a river today. Why were you there? Where are your parents? Do you have any? Where’s your shadow? Why do you remind me of myself? I recognise this place because of my childhood. But why can you not hear me? Are you deaf? I shout out at the bottom of my lungs, but still no reaction… I remember when I was young I would stand and just think about anything. I went towards you and asked your name… Why do you say your name is mine?
He was angry with his friend;He told his wrath,He told his wrath,his wrath did end.He was furious with me his wrath grew.And he watered it in jealousy night and morning with deathly rage;and he sunned it with his smirk,and with soft,deceitful wrath.And it grew both day and night till it bore an apple bright.And i beheld it shine,and I knew it was his. And into his garden i stole,when the night had veiled the pole; I had ate the apple and had died and i outstretched beneath the tree
Dear diary,
I have so many mixed emotions right now: curiousness and confusion .At sunset and sunrise this boy keeps on going back and forth by the river lake.The boy, who wears old fashion clothes, has no reflection or shadow on himself. He does not look back. Also he does not listen you at all.
i feel like this poem of yours is brilliant it has lots of descriptive language and also has a majority of adjectives
Nice Work Sidar! 😀
Dear diary,
I’ve had a remarkable, unbelievable day .I went on a lovely stroll to the glistening stream as the sun shone on its crystal surface. Suddenly , i saw a young boy ,i was puzzled : i called out to him but no answer. As thew sun shone at the unusual mystery figure its shadows did not appear. Within a blink of an eye a shiver went down my spine like a slithering snake. I realized that he was wearing my childhood clothes. Scared ,confuse and alarmed I crept closer like a sly fox . He glided on the soft grass like a wraith.”Who are you” I trembled he cried ” I don’t know you know cause do you know you……..
dear diary,
I was Exhausted: I hadn’t slept for more than two days. I wandered down to the water edge and I spotted a mysterious, lonely figure who was wearing old fashioned clothes. confused, shocked and scared, a shiver went down my spine. He reminded me of something from the past, I didn’t know if I should be calm or scared, I thought he was a ghost. I decided to talk to him but he didn’t like he didn’t want to listen. I was confused like a lost child. After everything was changing all the buildings was going like it looked like in my past. the boy was playing like I played when I was child. I asked him “who are you?” “I’m you” the boy replied.
Dear Diary,
Today I went down to the colourless quivering stream. I saw a mysterious figure casting not a shadow like a wraith. Bewildered, shocked and scared the figure sent a shiver down my spine. I asked of his name, the answer was chilling… he was me, he said this as he pointed a bony finger.
Like if you get creeped out every time
Dear Diary,
I feel mixed feelings: Confused and curious happy and nervous, I saw a child walking by the stream, the sun reflecting on him. There was no shadow ,he wore old fashion clothes. He doesn`t seem to hear me, it looked like he was floating, yes floating. surprisingly he walked the same way he did every day.
Good I like it
I like your poem it really describes your emotions!
i like it, it is intresting
Nice poem Miguel! 🙂
Dear Diary,
confused,shocked,scared my day went down like a spiral. i was slowly walking down the river bank and all of a sudden a child wearing old fashioned clothes just like what i wore when i was young.I called the little the boy but he didn’t seem to hear,confused ,nervous,curious i started walking to him,as i walked to him i realised that he didn’t have a shadow . I tapped him on the shoulder ,he started into my eyes and told me he was me.So many question going through my head as i was walking. Confused: how could this boy be me. I layed my head down and prepared myself for tomorrow.
Very good use of ambitious vocabulary.
dear dairy,
I see a child crossing the river, curious isn’t it? He has no shadow I see him every day the moon and sun fall on his back he is like a wraith maybe he died and is a spirit some people would forget about it ; other peoples mind would be ticking trying to find out the unknowable answer. like if u cry every tiem ;(
Dear diary,
I was tired:I hadn’t slept for 6 whole days.
I wondered down to the water’s edge where I spotted a mysterious figure, he looked like me when I was younger.
I was bored, lonely and petrified ,a shiver went down my spine like a snake.
If I saw myself again I would ask how is school and is anyone bullying you? I looked kind of week as a kid but I look well fed.
dear diary,
I was so hungry: I hadn’t eaten anything since I went camping .barren,dry,dusty,the stranded desert was as empty as a brand new house.I was walking down a river and I spotted a very pale looking figure,he was sitting down but I was looking at nothing but his back so i felt tempted to look at his face cautiously took a few steps forward acting like something was going to pop up in my face … he was still silent and still but then i finally realized it was only an innocent poor child , he looked very abnormal .I felt weird every time i got closet to him . All of a sudden the boy,who was like a mute,was starting to tear up but then after i started to tear up but then after i started to tear up , it was so strange. Nosy and tempted ,scared and clueless I went up to him and asked him”whats your name!”the pale boy muttered “I AM YOU BYE” CRASH! I ended up back in my tent .Curious,shocked and scared i was sitting there doing nothing but thinking.
Dear Diary,
Today I went down to the colourless quivering stream. I saw a mysterious figure casting not a shadow like a wraith. Bewildered, shocked and scared the figure sent a shiver down my spine. I asked of his name, the answer was chilling… he was me, he said this as he pointed a bony finger.
I like the ending Daniel. Very chilling.
Well done Daniel. I liked how you used great vocabulary.
One sunny morning i woke up and i went on a walk .In the the distance (further away) there was this little boy in old fashion clothes looking at the sun set,while the horses were ploughing i shouted “HEY” but the boy did not replie for some reason and got up and walked!!!He went beside the river and began to eat his food .it reminded me of when i was little.I went over to him and i said to him what is your name he said his name and it was the same name as me.
very very good work
Why do you like it Pierre?
dear diary,
I have extinguished a little boy I think he is is deaf because each time out shout little boy there is no reply.slowly carefully and scared I get up to talk to the little boy.Suddenly I noticed the little boy didn’t have a shadow so i shuffled back to make sure it couldn’t endanger me.Meanwhile i just gazed at the…well.. i don’t know what to call it now . The boy was wearing a ragged old fashioned clothes like a street.The boy always seemed to be there at sun set and sun rise the exact same time i came out back when i was a young man. shocked scared and perplexed i looked at the boy to check what he was doing and .. and he ..DISAPEARED VANISHED GONE.seconds later he reapeared . I have changed my thought about this boy I feel he is a ghost .I go up to the ghost what his name is and he replied my own.
i love it
My class have wrote our ov vesions of who? This is mine.
Dear diary,
Today has been na unusual day , because I went on my daily run , down by the stream , but i saw a little boy , a short, brown haired boy . He was wandering around the stream,what was he thinking about I wonder?
It was getting late and also getting dark. He sat by the river and never turned back once.
I started walking home and when I got there Itook off my shoes and I went to the bathroom .I looked in the mirror and there he was.Is he my reflection…
Hi Karla,
Thank you for sharing this. The reflection in the mirror is a clever idea.
To myself,
today I saw someone wandering , wandering down next to the stream. I called to him but he seemed not to hear. Where does he come from and where does he live.
Why do I see him wandering about, wearing old fashioned clothes , taking the same track. Why when you walk does a shadow not appear, even though the sun rises and sets.
I saw thick dust that layed on the hedgerows
Dear diary,
I wondered why everyday there is a shadowy figure down by the bridge.I always thought who that slight figure was?It was walking down the lake every sunset and sunrise!But i still wonder why?I didn’t know how how to feel curious or excited i had mixed emotions The shadowy figure was wearing old school clothes cautiously,i tried to talk to him;but everyday sadly ,there was just no reply.
Dear Diary,
I was drowsy : I stayed up all night worried. I staggered down to the stream and spotted an old-fashioned figure as old as time. Perplexed , startled and frightened I wondered if the boy was a ghost or a spirit ,I went up to him and asked him what’s his name and he said “ I am you”. Then he melted away, suddenly I woke up in my bed dizzy and confused wondering what just happened.
Nice poem Jacob 🙂
Nice poem Jacob I like how you used different sentence types 🙂
To younger me,
You won’t believe what we saw today, you’ll see it soon, I saw us on the grassy fields where the horses plough the fields I hope you remember the farmer, across the barn and the big fat cows!
Remember the streets we danced upon and jumped in colouful joy the same day the good news speards acrosss the whole village!
So much has changed from the joy and rain, so much has left from fields and farms, so much now too much that nothing’s left to do.
I’ll see you around in future light so much to do till then,
Sincerly Older you!
That’s an interesting idea Nidhi to speak to the younger self. Very imaginative.
Dear diary,
I was still in shock :I’d had horrible nightmare last night.
I had wandered off to the rivers edge to clear my head.I had spotted an abandoned
child all alone ,in dusty old fashioned clothes . Bewildered, I felt a shiver run down
my spine.He moved like a wraith .As the sun beams hit him , he had no shadow .I asked the abandoned child what is your name ?He answered I’m Charles. Causley . That’s when it hit me ,it was me as a young child. I ran back home with questions popping in my head about the child.
dear diary today was the most horrible day of my life. I saw a child : wearing old-fashion clothes he was a mysterious looking child ,who had no shadow at all I called out for him but he acted like I was not there. I felt really sad for him. where was his mum and dad maybe he was alone
“WHO?”
Dear diary,
I was exhausted: I had no food and hadn’t slept for days. I was wandering down the waters edge where I spotted a child. A lonely child, it made a shiver down my spine and I remembered something but couldn’t quite figure out what. The boy disappeared the second I looked around. he left like the wind whooshing by your face. The boy was laughing through a meadow that’s the picture that popped in to my brain. I found where the meadow was and visited the meadow, but all there was were houses. I asked and pleaded what’s his name was and then he replied back with “I AM YOU.”.
I am remembered my past about when I was young running through the meadows and never replying to a question and now it came back to haunt me.
nice job hafsa I like it lots of inprovment good job
i really like it!GREAT WELL DONE!
Dear Diary,
Today was the weirdest day of my life.I saw a creepy,young figure slowly moving along the path,he was dressed in old fashion clothes.It was very strange:he had no shadow around him, some people look weird ;other ain’t .He only left alone by himself
I see him every sunrise and sunset.I called him but never answered me….I wanted to know who he is where he lived?,does he wanted to be my friend.
He is very mystery,he’d never make a sound he is very silent……
Really good Anna you could be a poet if you wanted!
awesome job and really interesting WELL DONE!
Dear Diary. I was tired ; I hadn’t slept for a week . I walked along the water’s edge where I saw a mysterious figure . Confused , shocked and petrified my day went down like a spiral . I walked to the boy and find out who it was . The boy spoke to me ” my name is the same as your own. ” I found out that the boy was actually me from the past . I guess this was my imagination.
I like your poem daniela even your in my class i just like writing a comment on you because your my best friend and your poem seem’s really good and interesting and you make the best poem which makes me lagh.
Deary Diary
I saw a mysterious little child,I called him…
I called him again.There was no reply .Maybe he is deaf:but how?
I wonder why?
When I came closer the stream went slowly and slowly .He looked at me and a dark cloud
was above us and he said his name was my name…
Dear diary,
Today i was drowsy:I couldn’t sleep think properly my brain was not working so i took a little walk,i walked to where i lived in my child hood,suddenly a mysterious ghost from the past,i was freaking out,my body was ice cold.I Approached him cautiously.I Called him and asked him “what’s your name”.He told me his name and it was the same as mine.Then i realized it was me from the past and my home.Him or i disappeared into thin air. PS: I really need to get more sleep.
orking.so i took a walk, I walked to where i lived in my childhood,suddenly a mysterious
Dear dairy ,
Today was freaky because there was a white child just gliding forward when it is sunrise an sunset everyday. he always wear dirty clothes he looked like he had been in the street . I tried to shouting to him but he just annoyed me. I was cautious about the boy because he just he made me mad I walked close to when he turn his face, I shouted. I asked him what’ is your name
he reply my name is your name
DEAR DIARY,
I have mixed emotions right now:anxious and confused,scared and terrified
every day I see a boy, every sun set and sun rise walking down the river.
the boy wore an old-fashion clothes seemed to not hire my,strangely i tried calling him but he didn’t answer back ,I was confused because he didn’t have a shadow.
the boy also didn’t respond to my.
i think you needed to have capital at the start.
good poem evelina
very good.
What An Beautiful Poem Evelina! Love It So Much!
Dear diary,
I have mixed emotions now: confused and surprised.
There was a strangely child when i called him he didn’t replied it was like he ignored me.
Every sunrise and sunset i see him: wearing an old fashion’s clothes like he is wearing the same clothes every day.
He walks along the line of houses
Dear diary,
I was confused: I haven’t took my mind of this boy from days. So I decided to go down the river and find out who it is. Anxious and cautious, confused and worried I went down to see who it is. It reminded me from the past as a child. Nervously I took a few steps down. Confused, worried and scared I looked at the boy cautiously his beady eyes shimmered in the sun. But when I realised he looked familiar and I asked what his name was he said only that I was him as a child and he disappeared in the wind!
Dear diary,
I have mixed emotions right now ;I have been confused about scary shadowy child.
And he walks when the sunrises and sunsets. Also the boy wears old fashioned clothes.
which was in the past. Also is weird because he is just walking which is weird thank you.
Dear diary,
I was awfully tired: I hadn’t slept ever since the start of the week. So I just wandered clueless near the water when a mysterious, suspicious child-looking figure with old-fashion, torn clothes. Worried, surprised and fidgety a shiver unexpectedly ran down my spine. It was like he was poor and lonely like an orphan. Exhausted but calm, Silent and still I glared at the figure suspiciously. I cautiously stared at the ghostly, eerie figure and in a second, I demanded me to tell me his name and he unexpectedly said “I am you “I was awfully shocked like I have just heard outstanding news .
nice hamza
Dear Diary,
I have mixed emotions right now: Curiousness and scared. I always see this
mysterious little child walking in the same route everyday , I shouted at him but he didn’t turn around and answer me so I tried again .I saw him strangely wering old fashion cloths . Surprisingly , he was next to the sunrise and he didn’t have a shadow . The boy , who was creepy , was always floating in the same direction . Like the sea moving along.
Lovely simile to end Nathalia. It adds an air of mystery.
Thank you very much! ha ha…..
what a good task ,and a beautiful worlds
Hi just a quick comment, by the way i love your poem . PS love it Nathalia
Dear Diary,
I was exhausted: I hadn’t slept for more than two days! A few days ago it was just a normal day I came back from work and I was relaxing. Suddenly, a mysterious child, which I have never seen before in the village, was wondering around the street all alone.
Curious, confused, scared I decided to go see the child, that’s I realised a few strange tings about him. He had old-fashioned clothes and he didn’t answer my questions he pretended he is deaf, but the strangest of all was that he didn’t have a shadow! The sun was laying at his back, but no shadow was showing down on the hot floor! I was as frightened as a child watching a horror movie! I was a bit jealous, because he didn’t answer my question so I asked for his name again he just replied with: ” Don’t you see me, just look inside me, just look inside me deep in my heart I am YOU!” as he said this he disappeared like wind. I sat there for hours doing nothing, but thinking. I was shocked: my heart was beating so fast I was going to die!
I love your poem maria its amazing
Dear little boy,
What is your name? Are you real or are you fake?Why can you never hear me ?Where do you come from ?I’ve been wanting to ask you all these questions for a very long time.
Why are you only here at sunset and sunrise?Do you only come to wach the lovley sunrise and sunset?Why do you not cast a shadow?
Good use of questions Jayden. Like the original poem.
Dear Unknown Boy,
Hi, I don’t think you know me but, I saw you across a river today. Why were you there? Where are your parents? Do you have any? Where’s your shadow? Why do you remind me of myself? I recognise this place because of my childhood. But why can you not hear me? Are you deaf? I shout out at the bottom of my lungs, but still no reaction… I remember when I was young I would stand and just think about anything. I went towards you and asked your name… Why do you say your name is mine?
By Canan Hargrave Park
The poem is circumnaviggating
What do you mean by that Hana?
He was angry with his friend;He told his wrath,He told his wrath,his wrath did end.He was furious with me his wrath grew.And he watered it in jealousy night and morning with deathly rage;and he sunned it with his smirk,and with soft,deceitful wrath.And it grew both day and night till it bore an apple bright.And i beheld it shine,and I knew it was his. And into his garden i stole,when the night had veiled the pole; I had ate the apple and had died and i outstretched beneath the tree