THE STORM BY SAM

Bang Bang Bang the wind crashes into the garage door .

The garden chairs were pushed by the wind making a.

scraping sound. Like a tiger sharpening it's claws on the

rock.I open the window the wind was bursting though

making swishing sound. Branches were shaking with

fear. The wind sounds like waves crashing into the cliffs.

I look outside I could see my little plastic bike in the rubbish

bin. Moving like little puppets. Over to the right is see my

neigbours fence blow over.

The storm reminded me about a movie Percey Jackson

and the lightning thief. Thor was angry and made a big

storm and that was the end of the movie.

I didn't like the power cut. I don't like storms.