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Amidst the dazzling diamond dewdrops and green grass, Little Lily perched patiently upon a log, waiting for the misty morning's haze to silently slip away. The golden glow of the morning sun peeked perkily above the horizon, splashing sweet sunbeams across the beautiful backyard.
With heavy heart and sorrowful spirit, she mournfully missed her everyday play pals. Their family of five had joyously jammed into their sturdy station wagon and set out on an adventure at the sandy seashore. The two twins, Sally and Sue, and their boisterous brother, Bill, waved wildly from the windows as the car careened out of sight. Little Lilly was left fretting, fussing, and fuming as she woefully wandered around wondering what to do without wonderful friends to wile away the time.
Little Lilly, dressed in a ruby red dress and matching shoes, lingered by the waterfall, listening to the lilting lyrics of the Oriole nearby. A whistling wind whispered hello, and then whisked away.
The gnarly, giant, oak tree spread its branches, offering a private place for her to dwell. Tightly tucking her knobby knees against her chest and resting a chubby cheek on top, she sighed and surveyed the garden; petulantly pondering on what tantalizing topic would wistfully wile away the mundane morning blues. Nothing, not a note of inspiration sprung forth as the fair maiden fretted with pen and pad in hand.
A scary spider spun a whimsical web, setting a sensuous trap for its prey. Mr. Robin Red Breast chirped and chattered to Brilliant Bluebird as they busily built baby bassinets for the family soon to be.
Butterflies danced daintily across colorful crocuses with purple and yellow bonnets bouncing in the breeze. Delicate daisies bobbed their heads in delight, too.
The teeny, tiny hummingbird flitted and fluttered from blossom and bloom, seeking succulent sweet nectar. The glistening glow of the sun warmed the waters where the fancy fish thrashed their tails.
A sluggish snail sat sunbathing on a shiny flat stone while a calico cat lazily lounged in the cascading columbine vines on top of the fence. Two rabbits ran rapidly beneath the ruby red rose bush with its threatening throng of thorns, as Bowser the Beagle deftly dug for a bone.
Magically, Mommy appeared with picnic basket in hand, filled with chocolate chip cookies and a peanut butter sandwich or two. She brought a round, red balloon, and Lilly let it float away. They watched and wondered where it went as it disappeared among the white clouds. Seeing how sad her darling daughter seemed, Mommy tried to make her smile by offering this song.
Sally went to the sea,
Sue, of course, went too.
Left Little Lilly all alone
With nothing else to do.
I tried to sing a little song,
A smile I hoped to bring.
Lilly finally cracked a little grin,
'Oh, Mommy, please don't sing.'
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As the brown bushy squirrel scampered up the towering tree, the last shades of sunshine painted the sky with purple and pink hues.
The shiny stars sparkled above, and the mysterious man in the moon smiled goodnight.
Mommy murmured to Little Lilly that bedtime was near. Dressed in pretty, pastel pink pajamas, she snuggled beneath the soft sheets that smelled so fresh and clean.
Sighing, remembering the sights seen today, the little girl suddenly was inspired, Having shared her day with new friends, the kind that always stay, she'd written about the fancy flowers flouncing in the breeze, and the wild and wooly animals, and how they enjoyed their day. Little Lilly couldn't wait to share with Sally and Sue when they returned from the sandy seashore.
Drifting off to slumberland, she softly whispered, "Sweet Dreams, my Teddy Bear."
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Write a story that incorporates alliteration in 500 to 800 words. See contest details.
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Alliteration Reigns
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Author Notes
I have no idea what so ever if this is what I am suppose to do in a story using alliteration....
Alliteration is the repetition of the same letter at the beginning of two or more words immediately succeeding each other, or at short intervals.
Example:
The alarm clock clicking at one corner of my study cubicle showed the time as 1:30 a.m.
Word Count: 618
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