Climbing on the train I feel the wind blowing through my hair. Toot Toot! The train starts moving very slowly. The hot rays of sunlight shine in to the carriage of the green train like they are trying to sizzle me. The train slowly rolls under the bridge and everyone screams loudly. Slowly the train comes to a stop. We wait for a while for the train to start to drive again. Wow! The train's driving carriage unhooks and it moves to the other side of the train. The train slowly starts moving...
By Mckenzie
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Great story Mckenzie. I just read it to your baby cousin Marcy. She really liked the toot toot part. From Aunty Fliss and baby Marcy in Canada
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