There was no one. No Kidnapper, no Chris' grandfather. There was only a note on a chair.
'Dear Chris,
Even though I have always believed in you, I wish you would have come a little bit earlier. By the time you read this note, I would have become a servant for the Kidnapper. Hoever, don't be sad because you have always been my brightest hope. I still love you.
Your Grandfather'
Chris just sank down onto the floor. Tears rolled down his cheeks. It was more than the word "sadness." For hours and hours, the four children just stood there around Chris. Then, everything became fuzzy and they were never seen again.
In kyung You read so many novels.
ReplyDeleteIn-Kyung I like your story and it's very creative. and I also agree what Agnes said.
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