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A Christmas story :)

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She ran back upstairs and walked back into her room. The window was still open, the note was still there. She looked at the handwriting. She thought she recognised it from somewhere, but where? Annie went over to her window and shut it tight, making sure it was locked. She sat on her window seat and looked at the note... hmm that smell she recognised it as well! All of a sudden it hit her she knew what it was! Annie hurried to her mum and dads room and opened the top draw. Yes the smell hit her- it was her mums writing and perfume!!! How strange, the writing looked rushed not her mums normal swirly calligraphy! She was confused if something had happened why didn’t she hear? She wasn’t a deep sleeper or anything. In fact she had woken up nearly every hour last night. It was a mystery. It was almost as if they had disappeared without a trace… She didn’t like it

She was scared; she had no one to talk to, to help her solve the mystery. Annie got changed into her violet skinny jeans a jumper and her army boots, she slipped on her hoodie again, her coat and her hat and scarf! She ran downstairs and grabbed a breakfast bar opening it as she plunged into the snow. The bitter cold hit her face and then she saw something… a clue… footprints… she spotted her sisters, her brothers, her mums and her dads!  But what was that? Huge footprints, at least size 10 she thought… even her dads footprints were only size 7s! Whose were they?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

She ran back upstairs and walked back into her room. The window was still open, the note was still there. She looked at the handwriting. She thought she recognised it from somewhere, but where? Annie went over to her window and shut it tight, making sure it was locked. She sat on her window seat and looked at the note... hmm that smell she recognised it as well! All of a sudden it hit her she knew what it was! Annie hurried to her mum and dads room and opened the top draw. Yes the smell hit her- it was her mums writing and perfume!!! How strange, the writing looked rushed not her mums normal swirly calligraphy! She was confused if something had happened why didn’t she hear? She wasn’t a deep sleeper or anything. In fact she had woken up nearly every hour last night. It was a mystery. It was almost as if they had disappeared without a trace… She didn’t like it

She was scared; she had no one to talk to, to help her solve the mystery. Annie got changed into her violet skinny jeans a jumper and her army boots, she slipped on her hoodie again, her coat and her hat and scarf! She ran downstairs and grabbed a breakfast bar opening it as she plunged into the snow. The bitter cold hit her face and then she saw something… a clue… footprints… she spotted her sisters, her brothers, her mums and her dads!  But what was that? Huge footprints, at least size 10 she thought… even her dads footprints were only size 7s! Whose were the footprints?

 


 

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