I was standing looking up at Natures beautiful display when a gust of wind took my umbrella away. It landed in a river and floated downstream but I had something else to worry about. An eruption! It was not a Mountain I was gazing at, but a ferocious volcano with red lava oozing out of the crater. I could now feel the heat on my worried face and I turned and ran. Later I came out from the small cave I was hiding in and to my astonishment my umbrella was right outside laying on the hard molten rock.
Isabella, 4B
Isabella, you have lots of great descriptive writing! I like the way you tied in the umbrella at the end, too. Keep up the great writing practice!
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Texas, USA