Kaiyum's English Journal

Today it fell more rough than usual. The cloud was dark and deep more weirder than usual. The houses were rather distinct of colour such as the houses in Balamory a child hood tv show which was one of the best. As the day was  passing rain was heavy to heavy for the barrier of the train which travels down the coast each day. Today was not the worst day in the coast but it seemed to be a uncomfortable day. Listen to the waves splashing up and down making a “boosh bash ” sound which was really unpleasant it was cold and wet. Let alone the roof making the rickety sound. The sound of the pummelling was getting to me it was like a bee buzzing around that pest. Schools closed maybe this was the worst storm. The trains still travelling along the coast the wave constantly splashing them down whoever was on the train could feel this whipslashing movement. The final train is closing in as it will pass through at the most heaviest time as the news presenter says but the tv signal is out of reach.  “In my elderly day the ain’t a thing which I can’t do just a repeat of sleeping eating watching documentaries and watch the breeze past there ain’t nothing more” last train incoming. ” well this last train make me feel sick” the last train was coming a whistling sound it always make rumours say the last train disappears away everyday.