The tall lean women stood overtop the small children playing binef her, running and jumping, hiding
in corners and crevices, on roofs and sitting on stair cases.
Sometimes the women will let the small kids climb all over her, sitting on her arms in delight looking
over at the others playing, and watching the monsters go by in a dodging game, some monsters like
to play with the kids others bring storms, blowing them over to mother to stay safe.
Sometimes we have tragedies and we lose some, was well as accidental loses.In the end when
winter comes around… well you know how that ends.
I hope my story can help you with writing personification, have a lovely day - Hannah.