To Neverland – by Jacko (aged 10)

chinese_boy_iconLate one dark and dingy night soaring high through the clouds above the Indian Ocean was a China baby on a magical carpet with an owl called whisper.  The magical carpet worshipped the China  baby because this young child was definitely no ordinary child.  He was the son of a king and the richest man alive.  The baby travelled once a year on the magical a carpet to a land called Neverland.  The baby was so happy and could not wait to reach the land.  Sparks of joy hit his heart as he reached the island in hope for hours of joy.  After he plays he and whisper are back in the sky soaring high through the clouds over the Indian Ocean.

Jacko (aged 10)

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