This week in cameo writing we have focused on
personification. This is when you make something that is not real, come alive!
Stuffed Toy
Stuffed toy, you lay there carelessly with not a care in the world.
I don't know how you do it with your eyes closed at day, party body at night.
You get smaller everyday with stuff oozing out of your abdomen.
Your frightening bold, black eyes staring at me every morning.
You become invisible as the other soft toys bury you.
by Connor
The Pencil
Pencil you lay there like you're in bed and have no spirit to get up.
I don't know how you do it and I guess you just are on a roll with life.
You get shorter each day as people try to get the point.
You pointed because people are just using you and you're sick of it.
As you write you get sadder and sadder because your life's running out.
by Jordyn