A Meal On The Moon
The moon.
The shimmering, revolving, chilling moon. The atmosphere is so calm. I
voyaged for days to see this natural beauty; my spaceship is tranquilly
standing with its legs dug into the surface of the moon. I’m starving to death. Time for a ‘Meal on the Moon’ I thought to
myself. I took out some sandwiches and guess what? I devoured it in one minute!
Abruptly, a bizarre, blue body limped towards
me. Is it a human? Is it an alien? It is an alien! Is he famished? I handed a
sandwich to him to munch and he munched blithesomely.
Repetition, alliteration, varied sentences length and power vocabulary. All the ingredients for a superb 100 word entry!
ReplyDeleteExcellent work, Ishita.
Mrs T