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A magic carpet

by Bartosz Wiszniewiecki

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Magic Carpet
I woke up very sleepy on my birthday. It was supposed to be an ordinary day, just like any other...
I got up in a pretty good mood, the sun was shining outside and I didn't have any test or paper today. Nobody was home so I made myself a delicious breakfast. I left for school faster than usual, but on the way I tripped over a big box. It was signed in my name, so as I was very curious I opened it.
Inside I found a big instruction manual. I didn't read it, all I saw on it was a big sign saying "WARNING, DANGEROUS". I threw the sheet aside and looked into the box. Inside was a map with a big red spot marked on it. I knew this place. It was a wooden tree house that I had once built with my grandfather. I didn't want to wait until the evening when the lessons were over, so I immediately went to the place.
Inside I found a big instruction manual. I didn't read it, all I saw on it was a big sign saying "WARNING, DANGEROUS". I threw the sheet aside and looked into the box. Inside was a map with a big red spot marked on it. I knew this place. It was a wooden tree house that I had once built with my grandfather. I didn't want to wait until the evening when the lessons were over, so I immediately went to the place.
I went inside, sat down on the sofa and immediately beautiful memories that I had created with my grandfather and grandmother flowed into my head. I saw the rug that my grandmother had knitted for me. Unfortunately my grandparents left forever for America and I am not in good contact with them now,
Maybe this carpet is not enchanted, you cannot fly on it like in "Alladin", but its value is magical. It holds many very precious memories.
It was the best birthday present I have ever received.
THE END.
It was the best birthday present I have ever received.
THE END.
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