Autumn by Megan Santisteban Quinn
It was an Autumn morning, well it looked like Autumn but I just didn’t feel it. I called Belle the dog she came with a leaf, then I new it was Autumn. But I still didn’t feel it. As I thought I said well maybe it’s because the wind isn’t in my face, maybe it’s because the sun is really hot. I sighed I just can’t feel it.



