Alma
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door as fast as his little legs would take him. The boy with the<br />
tricycle was banging at the door as if he was trying to warn her to<br />
get out. But <strong>Alma</strong> just smiled and looked back onto the table, the<br />
doll was gone again! <strong>Alma</strong> looked around the place, under the<br />
table, above the table, around the shelf’s, until she saw the doll!<br />
<strong>Alma</strong> walked to the shelf and climbed it.<br />
<strong>Alma</strong> looked at the doll happily and excitedly, <strong>Alma</strong> took off her<br />
glove staring at the doll, smiling, smiling, smiling, she reached out<br />
towards the doll. She touched the doll’s nose and POOF!<br />
She… was… in… the… DOLL! <strong>Alma</strong> panicked and breathed<br />
harder, and harder, and harder. That’s when she heard all the<br />
other doll’s eyes moving. Clink, clink, clink… including <strong>Alma</strong>, clink.<br />
by Karina<br />
<strong>Alma</strong><br />
The grey dark snow was falling slowly on the houses.<br />
Then this girl came skipping aIong. She found some<br />
chalk in her pocket. She wrote her name on the wall.<br />
She wrote ALMA. Then she turned around and saw a<br />
doll that looked like her. Was she seeing things? She<br />
got shivers down her body like she was in the Arctic.
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