The frost lay on the ground glistening like the wild white tiger's fur. It was like polar bears marching through the snow. It was as cold as Mount Cook and as frosty as the ice that floats around Antarctica, like pools of frothy, glittering water. The frost shone so bright and then melted into a beautiul pool of water.
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My special place is my room because I can play with my toys. It's fun reading in bed and playing with my art stuff. I can play with my sister, make homes for my little toys and look at my ornaments. My room is a place where I can go when I'm in a bad mood.
Dara (aged 7 years)
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