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Title: Short Story Essay
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June 3, 2008 |
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The story opens with the Burnell children receiving a dolls house as a thank you for having me present from Mrs Hay and want to show it to everyone in their class, two each afternoon; everyone except for the Kelveys that is. Their mother wont let them and they don’t what to, except for Kezia the youngest Kezia’s favorite part of the dolls house is a little lamp... Showed first 250 characters
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Their mother wont let them and they don’t what to, except for Kezia the youngest Kezia’s favorite part of the dolls house is a little lamp.One day she sees the Burnell children walking up the street towards her she decides that well nobody’s looking so why not show then the dolls house... Showed next 250 characters
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