In our vamp mobile
we ride. Blasting our noise across the city,we ride. Feeling the wind pass our
ears, laughter escaping our lungs and traveling through or fangs. I screech, then they screech. This is our
cry, sirens of the car, that’s what we are. We ride. We Sings with our souls
and people cant help but stare. They looked disgusted but really they envy us. They desire to be this
free, to feel this strong. They hate
what they don’t understand but they love the ungainable. I can read there minds so I know this for a
fact. The want to be where I am. We
ride. Josh Changes the tunes and we go into a spazzem. We know this song, we
ride. The rhythm sways the car and makes us want to move. Ahead we see our feeding place,
Checkers. We pull around to the drive
through and make our orders. In seconds
our food is here. We let out our final screech and dig our
fangs into our meal. We do not ride,instead we feed. We are filled and feel even better than how we were earlier.Then we
ride screeching and blasting our noise.
My creativity is hopefully shown through out my choice of words and the creatures i try to show.
ReplyDeleteMy engagement is shown through the fact that this is my actual expeirence. I put myself in the story even tho i dont say my name. I put my friend josh tho:) Growth is shown hopefully in the fact that im turning my work on time:) im puttuing an effort