by
Ashleigh Kennedy
Last month my dad took me on a trip to the Tower of London. While we were there, we got lucky and would get stay in a little room at the very top of the tower. When we got to the tower, this man named George took our bags and climbed the stairs up to our room. "That's funny," I said to myself. Why didn't he just take the elevator?"I guess he just felt like climbing up the stairs," my dad said.
When George came back down the stairs he took us to look around. He showed us a really big brick wall. The wall had real old writing on it. I was tired of walking, so I leaned up against the wall and all of a sudden a brick fell from the wall and landed on my foot. It didn't hurt that bad but it did make my toenail come off.
I looked down at the brick that fell on me an there was something taped to the back of it. It was a golden key. I picked up the key and tied it around my neck, so I would not lose it.
When we got back to our room I flopped on the bed, I was so tired. Then all of a sudden I felt something very hard. So I pushed the covers off the bed, and found a little treasure chest. I tried to opean it but would not budge. I took the key of my neck and put it in the key hole that was on the chest, and it fit! So I turned the key and the chest flew open.
In the chest I found billions and billions of dollers. I am now the richest kid in the Universe! Maybe oneday you will be as lucky as me and find a key that goes to a treasure chest.
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