Apocalypse

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Apocalypse

Lonely and deserted, lay the city. The only sound was the wind howling. Not a living thing anywhere. BANG! Buildings fall apart power lines collapse roads cracked. Radiation flies through the air replacing oxygen.Dry and brown, the ground is.

Lorcans poem

NIAMH

My sister is a witch.

She yells at you like

a witch would if you

came onto their property.

Breaks everything even

rock as hard as concrete.

She is as annoying as

a high pitched scream .

grumpy hitting people

to get them out of

the way.

if you see her

coming you better

run or she will

hit you.

By Lorcan

2016 Term One Goals

Hello! this is my term one goals in 2016

We typed up our goals for this term and they are.

I am going to stop sleeping in.

I am going to keep biking to school

I am going to start getting up early

This is my one