Wednesday, August 31, 2016

When I was five I went to Fiji.We went to the airport and waited for the plane to arrive.Suddenly the plane crashed to the hard concrete ground. I grabbed my brown gruffalo trunki.Finally we got in big shiny white plane.Mum belted me up in my perfect silver seatbelt.Quickly the plane was flying up in deep dark blue sky.Slowly the plane turned and floated down to the ground.                                                                                                                                                                                                        

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