Her ferocious aqua eyes are flecked with gold, and framed with long dark eyelashes. Brown hair trails down her back, with bouncy curls kissing their tips. Her pale freckled cheeks are slightly flushed while she runs through the fields barefoot.
Tight jeans hug her skinny figure, and a baggy t-shirt flaps around her waist. A smile spreads out across her plush red lips, showcasing her gleaming teeth.
Her cheeky, adventurous mind starts bubbling up daring ideas as she spies a mud patch. She veers toward the patch, arms stretched out wide. Wrinkling her button nose, and squinting her eyes, she dives onto the mud, squeaking through closed lips.
“SPLAT!”
Mud sprays up, painting her skin and hair with the dark goo. A huge smile appears on her recognizable face.
Standing up, she looks down at her dirty clothes, still grinning. She wipes the muck off her face with her long fingers.
‘Better wash myself off with hose before Mum sees!’ she thinks.
With that thought in her mind, she bounds back the way she came, leaving muddy footprints all through the lush green fields.
I really like this piece. It was the most enjoyable piece of writing I have written for AGES
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