"In the bus"
by
Noor

I
see trees going by. It's a lovely world to be in. I love the world. The flowers growing by my side. All my friends are talking, but I'm writing. It's a lovely world to be in.

I see birds flying in the sky. The people are in their cars, but I'm in a bus. My friends are playing games. My eyes are shining in the sun. I am sweating but never mind.

I live in the world and it's a lovely place to be in. I love the world so much. I love the world so so so much.



The End


Story by: Noor, age 7, Egypt

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