The girl and the escalator.

Hi this is my favourite sentence of my writing that I have loved doing. I have loved doing it because I could put in really descriptive words. Have you done writing that you are really proud of? If so can you put a link in your comment.

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As she looked around at the old creaking trees and the cold wet night, distaste was edged on her makeup covered face.

this is the rest of my writing

Slowly the elevator started up and deposited the walking mall onto the dark, wet and muddy grass. As she looked around at the old creaking trees and the cold wet night, distaste was edged on her makeup covered face. She couldn’t believe that she had taken the advice of that old man who had hobbled over to her as she was on her way to a charity where she was pretending to be very kind and was going to donate a very large almount of money to some place that would help some animals or something like that. Snorting like loudly she couldn’t believe that she had taken his advice. Spinning around and spraying mud over some daisies she walked back onto the glimmering elevator and slowly disappeared from sight.

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