| Hi! This is a story about a hurricane that I wrote for a school assignment. I had to write the story as if I were the scary hurricane. I got a very good grade on my story. I hope you like it. - Jennifer |
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| I Am Isabel by Jennifer Smith September 23, 2003 Age 10 I, Isabel, am a mixture of hot and moist air that my parents made. Now I am just a little storm but will become a mean hurricane. I am going to travel a long, long way, over the ocean, over the sea, and then I will go over the land because I am very mean. When I get to land, I tear it up, destroy homes, power lines, even streets. You will lose your electricity. I, Isabel am now a full, mature hurricane coming your way, so watch out and be prepared to lose all those things when I come around. Faster and faster I come, 40, 50, 100 miles per hour. Boom!!! I get you!! Soon I will drift away into the ocean because I'm not mad anymore. Now I am drifting, drifting, drifting away. Oh, and watch out. Other mean hurricanes are coming your way! Drifting, drifting, drifting away. Goodbye! |
