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This is a the ending to my story:

We took every second as it was. Father was weak; he showed us all the power he had to save his village. Sammi and I were desperate to hear something from Father.

“I love you boys,”Father said weakly.

There was nothing else we could do to save him.

“Goodbye Father,”Sammi tearfully said.

The two turned to each other. Their only Father was dead.

 

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Today we have been making artwork linked to Good Friday and our topic ‘death and new life’. Here are our pieces of artwork! ENJOY!

 

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I marched myself up-stairs, opened my bedroom door and laid down on my bed. Then I opened my diary to have a read.

Thursday 27 march 2015

This is where it all began. I remember sitting down infront of Primark. I would alwayas get looks from other children because of what kind clothes I would wear. Fear took over me. I’ve alwayas thought about what would happen to me. I’ve wanted to be normal and to have my mummy or daddy to come and get me. People stared at me relentlessly.

Half an hour later, and I was still sitting in the same spot. Tear, drop by drop, ran down my face. The only thing I had left of my family was this old hat. A lady came by. Her outfit made me feel cool,her giant smile made me smile and her loving heart made me warm. She dropped in a fifty pound note.

Was she going to help me? Questions filled my mind;she asked me a question.

“Are you homeless?”she asked.

“Yes,” I replied sadly

She grabbed me by the hand and took me to the nearest shop.

This was the moment I found a family.

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