A dragon with spiny wings was chasing me; his eyes where shiny and round. As I looked back, his breath smelt like squirmy goo and was all fiery that it made me feel faint. I felt a soft blow of steam across my face and into my lungs. My eyes stared at the dragon on top of me. Was he going to eat me? It's gassy breath blew out onto me. It's knobbly scales rubbed against my head and his wings blew like a powerful hurricane. His eyes were no longer circular but narrow. Rotten smelling scales smacked against my cheeds and a spikey wing hit my neck, "Ouuuu" i roared. the smell of the dragons' breath was so revolting I could hardly breathe!
8 years old, I like to create and make things. I make up great jokes and love to read!
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