Eva's Poem from Writing Fix

I began looking at what work did (or didn't....ahem.....) happen on Friday. Eva did a nice job taking her similes given to her to create a striking poem. Take a read below:


A little girl ran away from her family on a rainy Sunday.
She ran to the forest
trying to get away from the stormy world she lived in.
She was crying but no one heard her.
Or maybe they weren't listening.
She threw herself on the ground, hopeless and heartbroken.
She didn't want to be in this world anymore.
As she was laying on the ground she listened.
The wind was a thin whisper,
the trees seemed to sing to her.
She felt like she was in heaven.
The police found her next morning.
The little girl had drowned in the rain.

For a rough draft, freewrite exercise, I'm very impressed, Eva!!