In Ruma Tahi we were learning to write about a moment in time and not to turn it into a story. Here is my work.
A Moment In Time
I was sitting on the wooden deck looking out at the dark blue sky and the shimmering blue sea. Whistle Bang all of a sudden there was a magnificent display of fireworks. My eyes were fixed on them, it was a piece of art. I had never seen anything like it. The smell of smoke filled the air like it had been poured in from space. It was silent but as I was taking it all in it disappeared into the night.
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