show not tell..it was a hot day
it was freekin hot my body entirely melted. My mind became dull with a huge tumor in my head,yelling leave your school. It was so hot that i became grumpy and old, waiting for alaskas fresh air to cool me off. It was so hot that the saharas dessert was nothing compared to being stuck in a boring class full of lava air. It was so hot that it made me want to be cold as the glaciers icy pad.
Janet
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i like all the ways you discribed how you feelt when it was hot and mostly the part where you said you went old or something like that. :)
I like every word on this poem...
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