Creative Writing

The night mist is settling above the long, wet grass. An unknown noise is echoing from the mossy trees. Around me is a footpath, never ending and dull, yet full of personality. I can leave this secret world of mine and travel deep into the unkown, because before me stands my dream. The sound of distinguished waves breaking, I can see a recognisable spread ocean.

The Queen's Jubilee

Bunting shimmered with light from the blazing sun as it fluttered in the familiar, gentle wind. Red, white and blue. The colours of my nation and the flag I salute. Chugging boats heading down the murky water of the Thames, the pride of the commonwealth hidden within the music titled "Sing", composed by Gary Barlow, performed, shared with the World. Booming voices and incredible talents, all brought together in celebration of the past 60 years, for more has been accomplished than the consecutive rein of our monarch. The fast progression of technology, the developing fashions and the different styles of music. Advancing, changing, adapting to the newfound lifestyles of the modern people.