Sky took the letter to her grandma and her grandma told her to go out into the street to play. Sky went out onto the street, but didn’t join in with the other children who were playing ‘what’s the time mister wolf’. Instead she waited on the pavement by her front door. She stared at the reflection of herself coming from her grandma’s living room window. She studied herself admiring her long honey coloured hair, pretty blue eyes and long dress that almost reached her ankles and had patterns of clouds, a big yellow sun and birds flying on it...
Posted on: Mon, 09 Sep 2013 12:31:45 +0000
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