THE TINY EAGLE

So there I was right infont of the Scale tree of  transfomation. I could feel the smooth feel of it,there was roots the colour of the blackest black in the world, it had venom roots too. They were heading towards me, a jump and a thud as I landed, I was outsmarting the tree already I knew I was awesome, my mum and dad knew I was… ” AAARRRGGGHHHH!” I screamed as one of the normal roots grabbed me. I used my sword and lashed at it.  “OH NO!” I thought in my head; it took me. I got taken under the tree.

When the rain hits the ground

It goes to the drain

When the rain hits the pane

It slides down a cane

 

When the thunder makes a sound

Everybody’s down

When the thunder makes a town

I`ve got a clown

 

When the wind blows some leaves

I`m eating peas

When the wind blows some sleeves

I`m cutting cheese