Amalie could see out the corner of her eye a book that looked inviting. She went to touch it. The shop keeper’s daughter said in a loud Irish voice “Do not touch my beloved diary, its special.” “Sorry” she said in a sassy way. “Don’t talk to me like that.”
Amalie went to the book it was still on the desk and suddenly, she saw a shining pen. She went to right a story down. And it came true it was called the room of gym weights, dumbbells and hula hoops. hoops wear hanging from the ceiling. weights hovering in the mist. dumbbells flying in the air. “It`s a miracle yelled Amalie. She went in and she started flying. o my goodness she shouted ?