Thanksgiving Poem

Thanksgiving sounds like goble goble goble goble goble goble goble because  turkeys are out.

Thanksgiving  looks like leaves falling on the ground.

Thanksgiving smells like pumpkin pie.

Thanksgiving ta ste like trkey,ham pumpkin pie,coconut pie and chocolale pie.

Thanksgiving feels like love all around.

 

 

trick-or-treat

One day me and my friend Zane went to a haunted house and it was in Mr. Mcbride garage. We went in it. It made sounds to scare us. When we got to the end of it there was a mummy siting on a bucket and there was a ice chest full of candy. When we left we went to my grandmother’s house my cousin’s Jaren,Kade and their parents Cory and Rusti. Rusti was an Indian. Cory was himself. Jaren was snoppy. Kade was a tigger. And when we stayed over there for an a hour or so. When we left my cousin stared to cry. Because he did not want me to leave. Because loves me so much he cries when I leave. But it is funny because he tries to go with me.