The Great Holiday

Tom was feeding the enormously ,fat ,big bird as he realised that he was late for his coach to Berlin Airport so he grabbed the big fat bird and ran to catch it. He thundered past a farm with chickens and their coops then he tripped on a rock heading heading as fast as a bullet violently hitting his head on the drivers cabin “OUCH!” He said. Then he met his friend Bob. Tom strolled on the coach to Berlin and went upstairs to the other seats and sat there with Bob. Tom rushed to the gate where he boarded the plane to Poland with Bob and took off! When he landed Bob called a taxi and they drove to the nearest Hotel.

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