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            S.T.F.A Ho Yat Tung Primary School, Lau Wing Lum, Jackie, Fiction: Group 1
          
        
        
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          n a sunny day of a summer holiday, Leo, Marco, Dickie and I went to the beach together.
        
        
          We tried to build sandcastles with sand, stone and seashells. When I tried to collect
        
        
          stones on the beach, I found a very special one. It was pink in color. I tried to pick it up,
        
        
          but it was too heavy. I ran to my friends and asked for help. When all my friends came
        
        
          and touched the stone, it glowed brightly. Suddenly, it brought all of us to a desert.
        
        
          There was a lot of sand in the desert. Dickie asked, “Where are we?” Leo answered, “I don’t
        
        
          know”. All of us had no idea where we are. I saw a man coming close to us. I asked him, “Excuse
        
        
          me, where are we?” The man answered, “You are in the Gobi Desert.” We all shouted, “What? The
        
        
          Gobi Desert!!!”
        
        
          Suddenly, Marco pointed to a sand dune and shouted, “Great! We can play with the sand,” and
        
        
          Dickie said, “Yeah, we can build many sandcastles here.” Leo pointed to some snow on the sand
        
        
          and said, “Why there is some snow? And we are not feeling hot here?” The man said, “Yes, the
        
        
          Gobi Desert is cold and it has snow here.” Dickie shouted, “Great, we can also make some snowman
        
        
          then!” I said, “I am cold and hungry. Can we find something to eat first.” The man said, “You can
        
        
          have a barbecue at my home.” The man told us his name was Jimmy. We followed Jimmy to his
        
        
          home.
        
        
          Jimmy started up the barbecue with firewood. We felt warm when we sat around the fire. We
        
        
          enjoyed the yummy food and played some games during dinner. After the dinner, we went to
        
        
          sleep without taking a shower. Jimmy told us, “We do not have much water here, so we don’t take
        
        
          a shower every day.”
        
        
          On the next morning, Jimmy brought us to play with the sand and snow. We built many
        
        
          sandcastles and created some snowmen. We played happily. Suddenly, Dickie pointed to Leo’s back
        
        
          and said, “You smell bad.” Leo said, “You too!” All of us smell bad, as we had played for a whole
        
        
          day with sweat all over our bodies. Dickie said, “I want to take a shower. I haven’t washed my
        
        
          body since yesterday. I want to go home.” All of us said together, “Me too!”
        
        
          We went to find Jimmy and told him we wanted to go home. Jimmy said, “You need to find
        
        
          the pink stone, put your hands on it and shout, ‘We want to go home!’ Then, it will bring you
        
        
          home.”
        
        
          Finally, we found the pink stone from the sand. We all put our hands on it and shouted, “We
        
        
          want to go home!” and it brought us home. When I saw my parents, I was so happy and I shared
        
        
          the exciting journey with them.