I will be shearing with you my writing.
We had give a Mountains a voice and movement this is called personification.
The angry avalanche was tumbling down the mountain.
The sky was crying and then a lightning bolt punch the ground.
The jealous snow was trying to puss me of the side of the mountain and
The wind was shouting at me trying to make me scared
The fragile tree fall then slammed the ground.
The raging water was flowing slamming the rocks close to it.
Can i have some feedback on my writing.
Goodbye.
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