We can write using simile.
Check out these stories by Charlie and Hanna
The windy fog is like a thunderstorm.
THe fog is creeping around the trees like a naughty boy.
WHy is it foggy today?
The fog is a dark, dark creature.
Charlie
The fog creeps over to me.
The fog is like a white cushion. It's like snowing snow flakes and it's like a golden leaf. It tilted past the harvest and zoomed past the floating sea. It's a black sea monster. I squealed in excitement. It lives in a cave. It's like golden snow. It is fogging at me.
Hanna
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