Alyssa's+Page

Welcome to Alyssa's and Sarah's Page.

The top of the page are the final, completed pieces. At the bottom you can see the drafts.toc

=Twilight=

It's twilight. Majestic purple streaks the wide horizon, Accompanied by shades of tranquil, calming blue. A fiery mix of red and orange race after, And all of them know exactly what to do. And there you finally see, Painted by simple yet captivating colours, A masterpiece.

//Original Piece by Alyssa// //Edited Draft by Sarah// = = =Swimming=

Bubbles. Bubbles burst out from my mouth unexpectedly. I clamp it tightly shut and give a strong kick. I am propelled foward, leaving a trail of tiny air pockets behind me. They say water is colourless, but in here, I see that water is blue. A relaxing, comforting, translucent blue. I relax my limbs only to find I am floating in the water. And as I sink slowly down to the bottom, I admire the beautiful shade of blue that surrounds me. I must be luckly to have seen such a heavenly sight, to have felt the colour around me as well.

//Original Piece by Alyssa// //Edited Draft by Sarah// =Writing=

A torrent of ideas pour out of my mind, like a gushing waterfall, pelting down onto the parchment. My hand flies across the page effortlessly, and messy words fill up the piece of thin paper. The dark blue ink smudges and blots onto the clean, white sheet. And as the last word falls onto my manuscript, the letters spread, forming an array of vivid pictures. An artwork is painted, a story is written.

//Original Piece by Sarah// //Edited Draft by Alyssa//


 * DRAFTS & DEVELOPMENT **

__**TWILIGHT**__

It’s twilight. Majestic purple streaks the horizon, Accompanied by shades of beautiful, calming blue. A fiery mix of red and orange race after, And all of them know exactly what to do. And there you see finally, Painted by simple yet captivating colours, A masterpiece.

~Alyssa, June 12th


 * Improved Version:**

It's twilight. Majestic purple streaks the wide horizon, Accompanied by shades of tranquil, calming blue. A fiery mix of red and orange race after, And all of them know exactly what to do. And there you finally see, Painted by simple yet captivating colours, A masterpiece.

~Sarah, June 14th (What do you think?)

Yeah. Perfect. ~Alyssa, June 14th _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- __**Swimming**__ Bubbles. Bubbles burst out from my mouth unexpectedly. I clamp it shut and give a strong kick. I am thrown forward, leaving a trail of tiny air pockets behind me. They say water is colourless, but in here, I see that water is blue. A relaxing, translucent blue. I relax my limbs, only to find I am floating in the water. And as I sink slowly down to the bottom, I admire the beautiful shade of blue that surrounds me. I must be lucky to have seen such a heavenly colour, to have felt it around me as well.

~Alyssa, June 12th


 * Improved version:**

Bubbles. Bubbles burst out from my mouth unexpectedly. I clamp it tightly shut and give a strong kick. I am propelled foward, leaving a trail of tiny air pockets behind me. They say water is colourless, but in here, I see that water is blue. A relaxing, comforting, translucent blue. I relax my limbs only to find I am floating in the water. And as I sink slowly down to the bottom, I admire the beautiful shade of blue that surrounds me. I must be luckly to have seen such a heavenly sight, to have felt the colour around me as well.

~Sarah, June 14th

NICE. ~Alyssa, June 14th _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- __**Writing**__ A torrent of ideas pour out of my mind, like a gushing waterfall. My hand flies across the page effortlessly, and messy words fill up the piece of thin paper. The dark blue ink smudges and blots onto the clean, white sheet. And as the last word falls onto my manuscript, a story is written. ~Sarah, June 14th


 * What about:**

A torrent of ideas pour out of my mind, like a gushing waterfall, pelting down onto the parchment. My hand flies across the page effortlessly, and messy words fill up the piece of thin paper. The dark blue ink smudges and blots onto the clean, white sheet. And as the last word falls onto my manuscript, the letters spread, forming an array of vivid pictures. An artwork is painted, a story is written.

~Alyssa, June 14th

That's GREAT!!! ~Sarah, June 15th _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-