Row 1
I am hungry I go to the table and see my mom putting noodles in a pot and broiling red sauce.
she is making spaghetti
I am driving and I see two lights coming toward me
Someone is driving near me.
I am used to hang pictures my head is metal and my body is wood and I nails.
I am a hammer.
I hear the car starting and my family shoes are gone
They are leaving.
I can be different colors and the noise I make is vroom vroom.
I am a car.
I am in my room my mom calls me to come to the dining room I walk out and see my family siting at the table.
It's time to eat.
I see a pot of water steam is coming off of it and it is bubbling I stick my hand in it.
I get burnt
I am fragile I am yellow and white on the inside and I am edible.
I am an egg.
I see a box car drive by my house a man walks out with a box.
It is the delivery man.
I am usually 6-8 feet tall I am pokey and I am covered in lights.
I am a Christmas tree.
My dad calls and says lets go my family starts to put on their shoes
It's time to go.
My mom calls a place and asks for peperoni
She called the pizza place.
I can be different colors and I have four legs and I am sturdy.
I am a table.
I go to a room the door is locked and the light is on.
Someone is in the room.
I am always with you at school and I am made cloth.
I am a backpack.
My dog and my cat are barking and meowing and are standing near their food bowls.
They are hungry.
I look at the clock and see it is 11:35 and I smell something tasty.
It is lunch time.
I am all different colors and I can be short or long sleeve and I am usually cotton.
I am a shirt.
I hear a rigging and I hear my mom picking up the phone and saying hello.
Someone called her.
I have a soul I can be small or big and I am warm blooded.
I am a human.
I am siting on my couch my families eyes are droopy and they are yawning
They are tired.
I am on count down to my next year.
It's my birthday.
I cam be dull or sharp and I am usually yellow and I can be a circle or a hexagon.
I am a pencil.
I hear the refrigerator opening and the microwave turning on.
They are making leftovers.
What has a head and hands but I can't smile or pick anything up.
I am a clock.