The farm,
Green town,
Ireland,
5th February.
Dear Mam,
I went out to the farm to get eggs for my breakfast and the chickens all had a fringe. When I washed the eggs for some odd reason the eggs turned black. So I went to get new eggs and the chickens were all flickering and then the farm blew up so now I will live with you.
Love from your daughter,
Sara.
P.S. I am so scared because all my money was all gone and I do not know how I will get the plane to your house.
Oh dear, what an absolute tragedy Alana, but I like the way you turned the story into a letter. I wonder what on earth happened? If you had an extra 100 words, how would you have explained these events?
Well done and keep rising to the Challenge.