The misty layer of thick black covered the once blue sky. Hundreds of cars lining up like anxious fans lining up for there favourite concert. The overgrown dead grass takes over the side of the busy motorway. The chimneys were puffing like they were chain smokers. The traffic merges like a zip and slowly makes it way further up the motorway.
I can barley stay awake as I had been waiting in line for hours slowly moving. I feel like I have been waiting for days and days. My arms feel like jelly as they have been up on the wheel for I don't know how long.
Good job Milly, I found a few errors, but liked your use of similes. You could have written a little more though otherwise well done you should be proud of your work.
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