On a sunny hill

Book one

By Emily

Dedicated to my Mom and Dad.

 

On a sunny hill there was a llama. No no no! Not a llama. A lake. On a sunny hill there was a lake. But not just any lake. The lake liked to sing. It liked to sing in the morning. It liked to sing so loud that it woke all the neighbors! The neighbors said: “who’s that singing?” But when they took a bath they started singing too! It sounded like this: la de de da da la de de do dum dum dum dum da dum de do. And it went on like that until they took another bath. Then they started to talk. They talked until they brushed their teeth. Then they were quiet, till midnight. And it was like that for years. Until… One peaceful day an evil scientist came and destroyed the lake! 

The End

Wait for book two to see what happens