The chocolate colored lump of fur and watery green eyes called a dog was as dense as a bag of rocks.
The children played around us like mice in a church: silent, but still lurking under foot.
The kite spun to the ground like a Kamikaze pilot bombing Pearl Harbor.
The planes hit the Twin Towers as if they were arrows shot by Robin Hood.
*** Daily Writing Practice ***
I could write similes all day.
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