like the name suggests, this is the art of showing your reader something rather than simply telling them what is happneing.
telling; i heard footsteps behind me and it made the whole situation scarier.
showing; crunching hit my ears from behind, maing my heart race faster.
quivering, the boys bottom lip began to move abnormally. his eyes swelled up with bot firey tears as the kids words periced his ears. they run into his mouth and his mouth gets filled with the salty sensation.
barking fills my ears as the lead clatters. sliping my shoes on creates a rush of excitment as he races up to the couch. i brace myself as i watch him leap up to the couch that i am seated on. my nose crinkles as his breate fills the surronding air.
the taste of the cold season fills the air. i take a deep breate in, and when it comes back out, strangly its visible. how odd. it must be the new season. the snow is falling like a leaf, danciing in the sky. however, this dance comes with a price. a crunch fills the empty air around me and my eues drift down.
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