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The story revolves around a girl who has a heart-shaped necklace that falls from her at school and gets lost. She tells her teacher while she is sad. The teacher asks the children for help to search for it and her close friend finds it.
The story revolves around a girl who has a heart-shaped necklace that falls from her at school and gets lost. She tells her teacher while she is sad. The teacher asks the children for help to search for it and her close friend finds it.
4 pages
Author: Emily Johnson
AUTUMN
FRIENDSHIP
ADVENTURE
SCHOOL
TREASURE
Summary
1. One crisp autumn morning, Sara, a quiet and thoughtful student, was walking to school. The sun peeked through the trees, casting a warm glow over the streets. As she walked, she gently touched her favorite silver necklace. It was a gift from her grandmother, a delicate piece with a small heart-shaped pendant. Sara’s grandmother had given it to her on her 10th birthday, and it had become her most treasured possession. She always wore it, feeling close to her grandmother even when they were far apart. 2. At school, during the morning break, Sara felt a small tug at her chest. Her necklace was gone! She gasped and quickly patted her neck, hoping it was just hidden under her shirt. But no, it wasn't there. Panic set in. Sara ran to her bag and frantically rummaged through it, her fingers trembling. It wasn't there either. She checked the corners of her desk, the floor, and even under the books stacked neatly on top of her papers. Then, with a sinking feeling, she dashed out to the playground. But the necklace was nowhere to be found. 3. Sara felt a lump rise in her throat. Her heart sank as she stared at the empty chain that should have been around her neck. She felt helpless, as if a part of her had disappeared with the necklace. Taking a deep breath, Sara went to her teacher, Ms. Fatimah, who was supervising the students. Ms. Fatimah noticed Sara’s worried face right away. “Sara, what’s wrong?” she asked kindly. “I...I’ve lost my necklace,” Sara said, her voice barely above a whisper. “It was my grandmother’s.” Ms. Fatimah smiled gently and put a hand on Sara’s shoulder. “Don't worry, Sara. We'll find it. Let’s ask your friends for help.”
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