by
Kaylyn
 ne day there
was a litel girl cald alana she loved piking appels.Every sunday
and sartday she piks appels. Her mother wasent there to no.Her
father died of canser she had a brother his name was Jhon.They
had no mother to take care of them.But they had had an antiy
to look ofter them they were verey happy together.Untel there
anty had to leave them now they were very un happy.On Sunday
alana went piking appels for them jhon herd that there mother
was coming back but they nere new that there ante was there mothere. |
