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CREATIVE WRITING
Imagine that you lived in the village that was cut off and this is the first time you have to cross the bridge with your friends. Write about the experience. How did you feel as you began the crossing, what happened, and how did you feel when you got to the other side?
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The day had finally come. The day when I, along with my friends, would finally cross the bridge that had cut off our village from the rest of the world. As we stood at the edge of the village, looking out at the towering bridge before us, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Excitement, nervousness, and fear all battled for dominance inside me.
We took a deep breath and began our journey across the bridge. The first few steps were shaky, and my heart was beating so fast that I thought it might leap out of my chest. But as we continued, I started to feel more confident. The bridge was sturdier than I had imagined, and the view of the surrounding forests and mountains was breathtaking.
As we walked, we chatted and laughed, making jokes about the height and the width of the bridge. For a moment, it felt like we were just taking a leisurely stroll, rather than embarking on a journey of historic significance.
But as we approached the middle of the bridge, the wind picked up, and the bridge began to sway. Suddenly, my heart was in my throat, and I was gripping the railings for dear life. I looked around and saw that my friends were just as scared as I was, but we were all determined to continue.
We took one step at a time, slowly and carefully, feeling the bridge sway beneath our feet. It was a terrifying experience, but at the same time, it was exhilarating. We were doing something that no one from our village had ever done before, and we were doing it together.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, we made it to the other side. We collapsed onto the ground, panting and sweating, but also filled with a sense of pride and accomplishment. We had done it. We had crossed the bridge that had once seemed insurmountable, and we had done it together.
As we made our way back to our village, we talked about the experience, reminiscing about the swaying and the view, and how it was a day that we would never forget. We had crossed the bridge, but in doing so, we had also crossed a threshold into a new era for our village, a time of exploration, discovery, and progress.
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