The wind presses against my face like a coming breeze. I think there is a bird. No, its an airplane way up high. I feel the wind hit my body. I was warm just a minute ago, but since I got hit with that small breeze I feel sort of chilly.
Today is like yesterday, but today the wind is a lot calmer.
The leaves are rustling. And now I must go, but I wish I could stay here forever writing. The anemometer on our school is like a ferris wheel turning with the wind. Sand blows onto the gears and the anemometer crashes to the ground. Clouds cover the sky and my hair starts to get wet.