Show, don’t tell

The boy was sad – The urge to swallow the golf ball feeling to stop him crying. Salty tears feeling the side of his face running into his mouth. He licks the tears away from his face feeling the saltiness fill his mouth with flavour. He looks down to see one little drop chilling on his nose about to fall on the tip of his tongue. The snuffles taking the tears on a rollercoaster along the nose.

The dog wanted to go for a walk – Perking up were the ears hungry to hear the word ‘Walk’. Eager to get out the house and chase after rabbits.

The temperature fell and the ice reflected the sun –