1. Narrative Essay
... July. So we went back to trying to grab the bird and thought nothing of it. Bang, bang, bang! I startled again and this time I looked up to see what the noise really is. It turned out to be a sound of a gunfire that was coming from the bottom of the street from a brown, dirty, graffiti apartment. I see a man in black jeans and ... a plastic bag. I assume it would be the bullet shells. The hard part was finding all of the bullet shells because across the street is my friends house. It's a big white house white house with a big lawn. The grass was dead and there were so many dead weeds th...
- Word Count: 1359
- Approx Pages: 5
- Grade Level: High School