When I opened my lunchbox my mum
always gives me ham sandwiches but I saw a monkey in it. It ate my apple and I took it into my
class. When I was doing maths the monkey
was making a racket. It bit me on my finger and it was bleeding. My monkey came home with me. My granny said, ‘Abbie why is there a monkey
in your bag?’ His name was Arron.
Abbie
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