But the kidnappers didn’t forget my father. Two months later, they tried to kidnap him again. But they couldn’t do it because my father was with his friends, and they defended him. My father’s friends grabbed the kidnappers and they called the police, but they escaped before police arrived. The police arrived late. But from that day, the kidnappers haven’t returned. And I’m very happy because my father is well and he is near me. And now I am with my father and my mother.
Posted by: rtuiriu | 06/06/2010
Andrew 12
Posted in Collaborative Writing | Tags: 2009-2010, 4th year students, fiction, mystery, romance