The Big Plastic Mountain
I am feeling sad because I am working every day and it hurts badly when I am stepping on the plastic bottle. Piles of colourful plastic bottles are spread every around me and my cousin. When I step on the plastic bottles they make a crackling noise and flies are buzzing everywhere around me and my cousin. I feel all the plastic on my feet and it hurts because the caps are sharp and not on the plastic bottle. My Granny has a knife to cut the labels of the plastic bottle, Mum is helping my Granny too. My cousin is taking the labels of the crack plastic bottle. I am giving bottle to Granny and Mum and cousin. It is getting dark and I have to go home.
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Hi Bella, it's Hannah here. I like your writing because you have used describing words like colourful. I think that you can try not to use I hear and I feel. Bella, when I was reading your writing a piece of writing didn't make sense so you need to go back and fix that up in your second sentence. From Hannah.
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