Dad was mad.
He marched into my room. His eyes, were wide open and his forehead was red like a strawberry. His arms were cross i could see a glimpse of red in his eyes. He looked at me ferociously. He shouted'' NO TV FOR A WEEK!!!!!.''
It was a beautiful day.
I walked out the wooden door into a lovely day.The birds were singing and a nice cool breeze came across my face.The blossom tree was swaying side to side. A bee collecting pollen for its queen. I suddenly felt happy and i ran across the Field in brae feet feeling amazing. As i glared at a butterfly it was time to come in.