RJ's Lighthouse Writing
The lighthouse was looming in the distance and the boat was tossing and turning. The waves were crashing into the lighthouse. It was getting thrown back and forwards. It was stormy. It was wild and rough. There were some shipwrecks along the coast. Seagulls screeched above them. Stones were hitting the windows. The water was dark. I saw kahawai swimming beneath the surface. I felt cold and scared.
By RJ
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