Geometry

Concrete Jungle.

This is a sad sad story about my lonely trip in space. I have no one around to keep me company. I am so bored I just can't figure out how to get home. Having nothing to do gets boring. I can see the space station out of my window but no one seems to be there. Space is the loneliest place ever.

I have been in space for 65 years now since the 1960s. The stars are sparkling diamonds in the sky. The galaxy is stretched out before me. It is a kettle of fish being here and not on the lovely welcoming earth. I am as old and as forgotten as an ancient treasure. I can also see the milky way from my window. There are lots of meteors going past my window. The stars are so beautiful I love the way they shine.

Suddenly I feel a jolt I am heading down to earth. Now I am landing "yes" I can see my family and friends. The landing is as rocky as a cliff face. The landing is a raging bull rampaging through everything in its path. I fall out. Sleepily I get up yawn and go for a walk. Being in space is definitely a horse of a different colour. I love the smell of fresh air. Once I have landed I look at my rocket it is destroyed.

The world is now as bare and as boring as the colour grey. The world is now a disaster zone. I feel like a fish out of water. Space now seems more welcoming then here. It is eerily quiet there is no noise at all. It looks abandoned like no one has lived here forever. Devastated I walk away from my destroyed rocket. Walking away makes me realise how much I miss space. Earth used to be big bustling bright beautiful booming and busy but now it is bare bland barren and boring. The world is so grey and looks like it goes forever.

I miss my family I wish I was able to see them again. Slowly I look around all sad and then a tear trickled down my face. I am a sad little chimpanzee. My owner,family and friends are a distant memory. I wish I could see my owner's lovely face again. Now nothing will be able to make me happy.

The Queens purse

Sitting in her limousine the Queen reached to open the golden purse beside her. The purse was covered in the finest jewels. Her crown is as light as an angel compered to her heavy purse. When she picked it up it is as heavy as and expensive as a gold bar. The queen was a kind old lady and still is. The purse is as heavy as rain when it is raining cats and dogs. She gasped.

Beautifully the Queens purse all covered in jewels held lots of make up for the beautiful Queen. The perfume smelled as lovely as a rose. It held a mirror which the Queen uses to put on her lipstick. The. Queen has a horse of a different colour sense of style when it comes to make up. The Queens lipstick was a red rose in the garden or when it comes to this the Queens purse.

The Queen reached into her purse pulled out her phone and called Prince William to ask about little Prince George.


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