She took off down the street hopping over bricks like they were mines ready to go off at her touch. After an easy 5 minute walk she reached a cabin, as she touched the icy handle a chill went up her spine making her wish she hadn’t left the house. But Bella had travelled to far to quit. She stepped inside she saw a white glove almost covered.
Snow shed across the cobble stone path, covering buildings like a crisp blanket or icing glazed over a cake. Bella shuddered at the thought of stepping out into the grey sinister night.
She took off down the street hopping over bricks like they were mines ready to go off at her touch. After an easy 5 minute walk she reached a cabin, as she touched the icy handle a chill went up her spine making her wish she hadn’t left the house. But Bella had travelled to far to quit. She stepped inside she saw a white glove almost covered.
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As the ferocious wind roared, bullets fired down like hail, shattering on the cold, concrete floor. Soaked, lost and afraid I finally found shelter in a welcoming, old church. Inside I discovered our tiny town's population, some were badly wounded and some had even died. One psychotic man had managed to gun down forty nine innocent people before turning the gun on himself. Blood filled the cracks on the ground and walls, whilst cries filled the atmosphere. In amongst the chaos, my eyes were drawn towards a white glove that lay on the ground almost covered in....the town's thick, red blood!
I was walking along the shores of the beach when I found a white glove covered by sand. I picked it up and went home to wash it. When it was nice and clean I looked carefully at it and saw a little gold signature which had been implanted into the cotton. It said GR. Suddenly I realised it was the Queens glove; I’d better return it I thought. So I walked to the palace which was 20 minutes away. When I got there it was empty so I went in and found the Queen lying on the ground dead.
Once there was a magical white glove. If you were worthy enough you could wear the magic glove. Patty cakes, was the man/woman that wore the glove. He/she had saved the kingdom many times. One day, a servant was serving Patty his/her dinner. Whenever Patty ate he/she always took off his/her glove. It (I find it easier call Patty it now) placed its glove carefully next to its plate. The servant tripped and spilled hot sauce everywhere! The white glove lay on the ground almost covered in sauce. Then the glove spat hot sauce everywhere and everyone died from burns.
The white glove lay on the ground, almost covered with ice. Savannah try to pick it up but it was frozen to the ground. Savannah didn't know why but she was so determined to get the glove she tried everyday to get the glove. After awhile summer rolled round and soon enough the snow melted but as it melted so did the glove… Savannah thought this was amazing so she learnt more and one day while studying she came across the legend of the white glove. It said that the white glove is a challenge that test you on perseverance.
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