Blood Moon (book 2 in Edward's sister series)

Heyy

What do ya guys think about English project...here's a smaple!!!! Coment about it Please!!!

Being a hobo is like being a bird, you pick through garbage and sleeping in trees. You have no education and people hold their breath when they walk by you, you don't shower of course because that would be strange and you love when people throw you bread while you are in the pond. Sometimes I do my mating call it sounds like a dying cactus, it needs a little work but of course lots of people come, mostly because they want to ask my if I'm chocking. But there are things that every good hobo birdd needs and that's a nest when making a nest you need three things, sticks, mud, and crackers. So here is a story about my daily life building a nest and shouting my mating call at the top of my lungs until people start throwing rocks at me.

First I wake up and get out of you lovely nest don't forget to making sure the dogs didn't take your shoes when you were sleeping. I put my shoes on and hoped out of my nest, I started walking to the pond to get some bread when something happened that never happened to me before...someone...said...hi!

Love Ya all!!! Coment thoughts!!!!!!