''Bang'' the rifle goes off, Whizzing past me like one thousand bees! I felt like I jumped one thousand miles in the air.I saw a lot of bullets flying past me it looked like there was more than one thousand bullets going past me.I could smell the damp water '' swooshing'' in my shoes as i was running.I leaped into the trench as if i was a flea,the dirt smelt like rotten,crumbly biscuits.''squish,squish'' I felt around to find a way out but all i felt was gooey muddy dirt.
This is my favourite piece of writing because its very descriptive and its a creative piece of writing which i am proud of and will remember for the rest of my life.
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