My goal with this writing piece was to use a range of adverbial phrases.
Oscar Witt lay drifting in the water thinking about his past. As a puppy he was bullied. He remembered the time when he was had his first fight. Oscar was now a fully grown golden retriever He jittered furiously in the water as he had his flashback, finally he awoke with sweat draining down him and his heart skipping a beat. Slowly and swiftly he swam out of the river. Oscar shook his fur Quickly and quietly with water flicking off of him. The river was one place where he could clear his mind. Oscar strutted on the cold white sand softly and dreamily. Oscar didn’t pay much attention to what was going on around him. He just sprinted silently straight to the forest.
Oscar Witt lay drifting in the water thinking about his past. As a puppy he was bullied. He remembered the time when he was had his first fight. Oscar was now a fully grown golden retriever He jittered furiously in the water as he had his flashback, finally he awoke with sweat draining down him and his heart skipping a beat. Slowly and swiftly he swam out of the river. Oscar shook his fur Quickly and quietly with water flicking off of him. The river was one place where he could clear his mind. Oscar strutted on the cold white sand softly and dreamily. Oscar didn’t pay much attention to what was going on around him. He just sprinted silently straight to the forest.
What a dog was doing in the forest I don’t even know but for some reason Oscar like visiting his friend Blake the Badger. Blake lived in a giant hollow oak tree so long it could fit a baby giraffe. It was ruff on the outside but Blake cut a door open and built a home on the inside. Oscar approached the peace full oak tree, the door was already open so Oscar quickly and wildly galloped inside. As soon as he ran inside he was smacked in the face by the smell of fresh plants and leaves. Oscar was greeted by his friend Blake.
“Hey Oscar, did you see the race?” Blake asked
“What race?” Oscar replied.
“The Bill the Tortoise and the Harry the Hare had a race, and with an unexpected twist the Tortoise won! ” Blake ran and jumped on his back. Blake’s white fur reflected brightly from the sun light. Oscar took a deep sigh.
“You know i’ve been thinking” Oscar started.
“That can’t be good” Blake said to himself. Blake started to drink some water from an overgrown acorn.
“And i’ve made a decision I am going to the jungle”
Blake immediately loudly spat his water out of his mouth like a hose.
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