WALT: Descriptive writing
My heart was beating like a scared rat, my legs were vibrating like an earthquake and my hands were as sticky as honey as i gripped on to the chain of the flying fox.
I was hanging up above the dirt stairs, zipping a 1000 miles per second. On the way down i almost hit the wood pole at the end and it scared me to hell. As i jump out of the chair my legs felt funny as if i had fell into a blackhole. I felt wobbly as i hit the ground.
