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James sailed through the immense ocean, clear and wide. He once was a man with dignity, but he was now left alone. No one was really feeling absorbing to him now, and he was been obliged to leave the town he lived in for what seemed like centuries. He was eagerly hoping to see a land-oops! Sorry, I forgot to introduce James. He was a handsome man with strawberry-blonde hair and a nice pair of glass. As now, he felt brooded-now back to the story. Okay, where was I again? Oh yes. As I was saying: He was eagerly hoping to see a land.
A few hours later, his boat delightfully landed on a soft surface of sand. He ran around that land to kind of repair himself. Mysteriously, there was no one there. As James became tired, he stopped to rest for a second.
“Maybe blueberries would do,” he muttered to himself. “Or maybe strawberries.”
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Dear diary,
Today I went out for the first time in lots of years. I went to the Secret Garden which was the one my cousin Mary told me. But before that, I was in a dark room. Until one day, a person named Mary came to me. I asked her some questions, which she replied really well. A few days later, I went out. But I was ill-tempered so went out on a wheelchair.
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I was soaring though the winter sky when suddenly, I saw a little thing wondering as if he was searching for something/someone. “Stop!” I yelled. My dwarf pulled the reindeer so sharply that they nearly sat down. “Who are you?” I asked. “Er…er…my name is,is Edmund” he murmured. It was clear he was afraid of my as he teeth chattering with fear.
“Oh don’t be scared, look come and have some Turkish delight,” I said. The expression on the boy’s face immediately turned from fearful to happy. He galloped onto my sleigh, eating. “Ha Ha,” I tittered. He had fallen… into…. a… deep……trap!
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Dear silly goat,
I shall not be inviting you to the party. You have a chicken brain and worm hair. Even if you do come, I must say, no one will sit with you. Snoopy mouse is the only one who invited you weird wobbly worm. It is not as if you are the best because you are ridiculously unusual. But you are what we call ‘nice’. If you are late for tea then go the number 12 party room.
Bad luck,
Mad hatter.
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<p style=”text-align: left;”>”A talking rabbit? In a waistcoat?? And a clock???” Alice is shock and has decided to go behind it in little trots. The rabbit looks at its clock and yells, Oh dear, Oh dear, I must be late, I must go!! Just in case someone tells, My head is as soft as doe.</p>
<p style=”text-align: left;”>Curious-er Curious-er</p>
<p style=”text-align: left;”>What is he up to????</p>
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