Has any of you read famous five short stories if you have please reply thanks.

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So, Christmas is very soon, eh? Hurray! If you guys could see me, I’m doing a little jig. Not many people have Christmas decorations, just a couple of lights. There’s one house, however, covered in balloons. Ugh. Do they not know what a terrible impact balloons have on the environment? They will burst on the ground then animals will eat them and the eco-system around my street will be ruined. So I reckon I will go and cut the balloons up into tiny pieces at the end of Christmas and burn them in a safe and controlled way.

I wonder what you guys have asked for Christmas? From Santa? Well, I asked for a proper quill, ink and parchment (for writing stories, of course). And cherry popping candy, because who doesn’t like cherry popping candy? (Okay, I admit, some people, but it’s my absolute favourite!). Please reply to this with your wish list for Santa, I’d love to see!
Wow, I write more of my blog than I do in my diary! Got to run now, bye!

here is the start to my new book:

It was a typical day, and the unkempt and careless chef was awakened. The chef was making the ground shake like an exploding volcano. All the pots and pans were falling. Pepper was the weak link of the group, but cucumber was the mouth of the group. The cabbage was the laziest, and the cauliflower was spoiled. Peter (the chef) was very deep in his thoughts. The vegetables were terrified of who was going to be chosen. Peter was raging that there were not enough vegetables for the salad, so he went to the shops. Three hours later, he came back with sprouts; the stench was making Peter gag. The horrendous stare the sprouts gave them made the pepper fall and make a noise. He turned back and said, “Are you alive?” Then he put the pepper back in place. Midnight arrived, and the group was ready for their experience. They set out and built a jetpack, and the cucumber flew, and the wings were spreading, and the fire was everywhere… The fire was spreading very quickly. All of a sudden, there was a shadow. It appeared out of nowhere. They turned very quickly, but nothing was there. Peter had been sleepwalking—weird.

Give some feedback and if you spot some mistakes tell me pls, thx

Are any of you into writing books because if you are here are some tips:

- Find a topic or story you want to write

- At first make drafts and then edit.

- Use a online proofreader