I hear the violent yells from car to car, and the screeching of horns. I can't smell much because the thick black smoke clogs up my sinuses and my lungs. I can see nothing but a traffic line of cars stretching for miles, like they are trying to set another world record for the longest line of cars. My morning coffee tingles my taste buds as they dance around and sliding down my throat. I feel sick of this job that North Korea government has set me. I want to be free.
Great descriptive writing, you managed to still tell a story while it being a descriptive piece aswell. I knew exactly what sense were used and where but next time use a paragraph to display the different senses because it makes it easy and gives you more quantity of writing. Your spelling was correct and the same with your grammar and punctuation. Well done Jessica, a great piece of writing, I wanted to read more of it.
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