the golden guinea pig

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 Hmmm.I just woke up to a day that I new would come.someone stole my golden guinea pig.which is a very important trophy that I won at a guinea pig knowledge competition on thursday In New zealand.

Today is Sunday.So three days ago.I’ve been looking it even though I’ve only been looking for it for 5 minutes it should have been enough.But this is the sign that someone stole it.

I hope it won’t take long  to find it because I’m supposed to take it to school tomorrow and if I don’t find it I will be doomed.The reason behind being doomed is because all my friends think that I’m lying about winning anything because I’m the biggest nerd in school and the thing is everybody knows.

So if I don’t find it that’s not a little situation.I thought I would ask my parents but since they were reading the awesome news of the day I thought I wouldn’t ask them.last time I did all I got told was “SIT down son I’m going to be reading this for the next few hours”.And I personally don’t want to get told that ever again.Maybe I should just keep looking.

25 minutes later

I’ve looked everywhere and all I have found is a mystivouses man

With dark grey hair and he was quite fat not at all skinny he looked a bit like my uncle Bill, except uncle has big shaggy eyebrows and this man didn’t he looked like he didn’t even have eyebrows.Maybe I should follow him I thought to myself.”Mum I’m going to the playground”

“Well yeah whatever”.”ok bye”

I saw him blending in with the black wall on the side on the side of the street next to the blue bin.The next second I looked up Snap he was gone.I started running after him but he was running as fast as a cheetah on skates.His big tummy wiggling as he sped over the speed bumps on 5th avenue.I took I mean borrowed a skateboard from a little boy even though his dad ran after me he forgot how his son was on the other side of the road so he ran back and shouted.”This is not the end “  “.There will be consequences  when I find you”.but I didn’t care although I am quite  a shy person when something bad happens like for example there's no stopping me.So I slid across  the water and finally came face to face with the man.

He tried to escape but he was blocked by me.”So why did you steal my trophy old man “?. “wait you're a little boy.”? “Max o’neal “?

“Oh hi “.

Max is one of the meanest boys from 2nd grade and I haven’t seen him in 3 years and seeing him again is the weirdest thing ever.

“Max why did you steal my trophy “?

“Well because I did not want you to share it.Cause since you're the  nerd everyone thinks that you don’t have it and that would have been super funny if you didn’t have it”.

Max also has a really high voice so I nearly started  laughing.”Jackson I’m taking the trophy to Australia when I go next week.”So the thing is you won't be able to share it and I will take it and say it’s myn.” “But…” .

But before I could finish my sentence he ran and I couldn’t do anything else.I started walking back to my little apartment when suddenly…”Hey can I talk to you “?

.It was Max he came back.”Hi yeah sure you can.”.”well I just wanted to tell you that I changed my mind”.I was really surprised.”About what?”.”I’m going to give it back to you”.”really”? “Thanks “. “Then I’ll share it with with you”.”Are you serious”? “I thought I would”. “Thanks”.

That’s the story of me and Max !.