Sunday, 22 May 2016

Treasure

One cold day there was a poor, old lady who lived in a rubbish dump. One night she went out looking for some useful stuff. She had red glasses and white hair.


She found a yellow umbrella. She marched quietly like a soldier, Her clothes were torn apart part. When she found old stuff she thought it was treasure to her.

When she got in the car she turned the steering wheel. Then she smelt the small tree. She heard a small noise. She looked in a little box and there was a diamond ring. The diamond ring was as shiny as the sun. When she saw the ring she put it on her hand.

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