-
- My little brother, who was at an age of seven, tentatively revved the motorcycle as I challenged him
- He intently bumped into me in the hallway, and then strutted away, sniggering.
- I probed the streets intently without knowing where I was.
- An eerie ominous silence rose as the result for the argument between my dad and me.
Blog Entry #3 - "The Treasure of Lemon Brown" - Vocabulary
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment