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            Sha Tin Junior School, Ian Fong, Fiction Group 2
          
        
        
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          ne cozy evening as I crumbled onto my cushion and read a book, a letter slid through
        
        
          my small mailbox, followed by a humongous package attention to Jameson Wong. That’s
        
        
          for me. I jumped up from my cushion to unwrap the package and read the enclosed letter.
        
        
          Dear Jameson,
        
        
          It is me, your uncle. I looked through my diaries and found a map, where you could find my
        
        
          treasure in the X on the map of Gobi Desert.
        
        
          Love Uncle Bob
        
        
          My sister Charlene and my nephew Jimmy rushed down the staircase and peeked at the
        
        
          map. Charlene said, “We’ll go to Gobi Desert to find the treasure tomorrow.” I turned green after
        
        
          hearing her crazy idea.
        
        
          Next morning when the sun rose from the mountain side, my sister poured a pail of freezing
        
        
          cold water on my face and soaked my pajamas. I put on my casual wear and walked out of the
        
        
          house. Suddenly Charlene pushed me into the car and Jimmy got thrown into the back seat. She
        
        
          drove the car to the airport and we boarded the plane.
        
        
          At first, I was fine and watching the movie. After 10 to 20 minutes, I started to get air sick
        
        
          and vomited. People next to me ran away like they were seeing an alien. As for Charlene and
        
        
          Jimmy, they ducked under their tables and people at the back stared at me. How embarrassing!
        
        
          After hours of torture, we finally reached Mongolia.
        
        
          Dead! I needed to ride a camel across the desert. When the camel started to walk I panted for
        
        
          water. After hours after hours we discovered a small pool. Immediately, we jumped into the pool,
        
        
          drank the water and refilled our water bottles. After that we continued our journey.
        
        
          At dawn, we saw a big dark shadow coming towards us. My sister grabbed a gun, and I was
        
        
          horrified. I thought it was a beast. No, how could it be a beast? All of a sudden I heard a few
        
        
          bangs and saw my sister firing such unknown creature. That wounded beast screeched and a
        
        
          crowd of beasts came charging towards us. My nephew screamed and we started to panic. We
        
        
          closed our eyes, held our hands and prayed to God. When we opened our eyes we saw no sign of
        
        
          the beasts, but we found ourselves in quicksand. We were sinking. Luckily, we grabbed our camels
        
        
          and they pulled us up to dry land. “Phew.” I thought as I climbed on my camel and we quickly
        
        
          continued our journey.
        
        
          Soon, it was sunset and I used my magnifying glass to set up a camp fire on leaves I had
        
        
          collected from the airport. After that we built a small tent and snuggled into our sleeping bags. I
        
        
          slept like a log until next morning.
        
        
          Jimmy, Charlene and I packed our stuff and rode our camels to continue our journey. Not for
        
        
          long… we saw a lot of sand followed by a big gust of wind and it was heading towards us. The
        
        
          wind and the sand combined into a sand storm and we were in the middle of it. We squinted our
        
        
          eyes and rode our camels through the storm. After the storm we found out some of our supplies