The Sound of Autumn by Renee

Out in the playground I hear the birds chirp. I feel the sharp bark dig into my flesh, "Ouch".

As I slowly walk through the green grass I hear the grass swish and whish. The grass tickles my feet as I walk through it .

'Crunch, crunch, rustle, rustle', I hear as I run through the red and golden leaves.

Along the uneven, grey path I hear children squealing and my feet tap on the concrete path. I see the trees swaying from side to side in the wind.

'Crack', I hear the rust brown bark cracking as I skip through the playground. Up above me I see the huge, green leaves and big brown branches.

 I feel relaxed , I quite like the peaceful sounds of  Autumn.