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One day they was a girl their was a war in her home country and her father and mother got killed so she had no were to go.She knocked on the door on the street’s and asked if she could eat and sleep but a man said “ You Filthily Old Child Get Out Of Here” (Get out of the town). The girl felt so sad she started to cry when a women noticed the little girl and the lady was so kind and generous and said “ You Look Like You Are Homeless You can Come Over To My Place” said the women Thank you for letting me “achoo”In your house “Achoo”I think you might need to go to the doctors tomorrow for now Have a feast and have a rest.Good night.
The next day I asked the lady this “Could You please be my mum my mum and dad passed away”said the girl “I feel awfall for you I Can Name You Isabella and guess what you can be my very own child” Thanks” “Mum” On That day I had my very own beautiful mum called Alana Manda (solutes moused) In Spanish.
My mum was the best she enrolled me at school she tool me to billet classes and she even made me the best food ever. My mum always read me
a book and made hotchoclate with extra mush mellow. With a bit of netella toast.And we lived happy ever after.
Hi Bahja,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading your blog post it was really interesting. My favourite part was when Isabella got a mother. Maybe next time you should recheck your writing and see with family member or friend if it makes sense. Did you make this story?.
I think it was really good
keep up the good work
Bye
Thanks I did make the story up and Eid Mubarak to you
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