November
27
The mystery book shop Isabella
An elephant was painted on the front door I entered the room cautiously . My heart hammered against my chest, as the violins played a creepy tune. The sun lowered, the books started flapping on the shelf, I paused. A spider wriggled down the shelf and gave me a sharp shock .
The shop turned pitch black. Happy birds hung from the ceiling as the Christmas tree stood alone. Pulling clean air into my lungs, I stepped into the mysterious tent and saw a purple magic ball. This couldn’t be happening. I closed my eyes, I breathed in, it wasn’t a dream…
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Make a part 2 please
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