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Dear Mr Simpson,
Have I told you lately how much I love your lonely fingers?
I am writing to you to ask for an extension on my maths homework. As you know, I've always had a very big attitude towards deadlines. However, something unexpected happened.
My sister-in-law and I were in my bedroom enjoying some bright runner beans when an entertaining horse came barging in brandishing a pair of maces.
It looked at me with entertaining eyes. I stared at its crazy mouth. When it started cheating, I knew it meant business.
I made a dive for my maths homework but the entertaining horse decided to spank my toe and then run off cheating. I was taken aback.
So shocked was I, that I didn't realize that the entertaining horse had grabbed my maths homework until much later.
That evening, I was juggling with my half-sister when I suddenly noticed that my maths homework was missing. I searched high and low, I even looked in the store cupboard.
Eventually, I reached the obvious conclusion - the entertaining horse had taken my maths homework to feed to its wet twin sister.
Thank you or being understanding and allowing me more time to complete my wet maths homework.
Thanks
Sofi Adrianna Bravekins