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Wednesday, 29 October 2014

The pencil that could talk - Part 1

It was a casual day when my aunt Sophie asked me if I wanted to go to circus, "Do you want to go to the circus? I heard they have better stuff there." "Sure aunt," I reply. We left at 1:00pm and arrived at 1:29pm.

"We're here." says aunty Sophie excitedly "Cool," I say "Looks like a lot of fun is in there." "Yup. Of course there's fun in there." says Aunty Sophie. We went into the circus and saw a pencil on the ground, I picked it up thinking that it was just a ordinary pencil. But somehow it opens a little cut in the front as if it was it's mouth. It was a mouth.

To find out what happens next stay tuned into part 2!


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