Monday, 25 August 2014

Lighthouse by Kupa

One cold dark night stood a straight up light house. Underneath was a town. Every time the light went around they cheer. There was a old man who would write letters to the King. There was old jagged sharp rocks. The old man was wearing old boring old clothes and shoes. His glasses were so big and black.
Next minute the light went BOOM! The old man went speeding up the staircase. He went up another set of steps and went to the fix the bulb.

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