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• Cooper Anderson, Grade 3
• Short Story
• 2019

Early one morning Indi woke up in the scorching hot desert. Indi said to himself, “what the what.” Indi started to look around. There was nothing. Quickly he started to set up camp with sticks. Luckily Indi was able to make a blazing hot fire and Indi thought about when he would go back home. Crazily Indi scampered to find food desperately.
Suddenly a deadly dust storm was swiftly swirling. The storm raged so crazily that Indi could barely see his own feet. Unfortunately the crazy wind was raging. For hours the dust sprayed into Indi’s turquoise eyes. Indi went like this, “arrrr.” The next second Indi trembled down onto the sand.
Luckily the storm passed. Indi pounced up in excitement and then strolled back to camp. He declared that he would walk day and night. Instead there was a sign saying, “Highway dead ahead.” He trotted to the highway and caught taxi to the airport. He took a flight back home to America. As Indi was on the plane he was happy, excited and grateful to go home. When he got home Indi hugged his family so tight.