| One day there was this little girl named Sara. She was really excited since that weekend she was getting to go over her friends house. She had met this friend at the park she went to alot. They had decided to get together and have a sleepover at Kara's house(the new friend) When the time came around she was about to leave when on second thought she grabbed her favorite pink coat. "I'll show this to Kara" she thought. When she finally arrived to Kara's house they did all the things that little girls do on a playdate. They played with barbies, ate cookies all the typical stuff. When Sara woke upthenext morning she remebered her mom told her that she would be picking her up early. Sara quietly got her stuff together trying not to wake Kari since she was asleep and so were her parents. When Sarah went downstairs she saw her mom in the drive way. She went with her mom for breakfast at a nearby dinner. The waitress asked what Sarah had done that weekend. Sarah told her and the waitress paled. "That can't be. There use to be a little girl named Kari living around here but it couldn't have been her." "Why not?"asked Sarah's mom. "Well that little girl and her family died a few years back in a fire. Their house was burnt to the ground." Sarah and her mother were alarmed but tried to laugh it off. They finished their breakfast ,but when Sarah reached for her favorite pink coat it was gone. "That's okay sweetie we'll just go back to Kari's house." So they drove back but when they got there the house was gone. In its place was a field of newly grown grass and several large piles of ashes. Sarah spotted something red in one of the piles of ashes. She reached over and there was her pink coat. |
| The Pink Coat |