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One day, Buster was going out to play.
‘Always carrying a book!’ chuckled Mum. ‘What is it this time, Buster? An adventure? A ghost story?’
‘It’s not a storybook,’ smiled Buster. ‘It’s a notebook. My teacher wants everyone in the class to make up a story.’
‘That sounds fun,’ said Mum. ‘What will you write?’
‘I don’t know,’ said Buster. ‘I can’t think of anything!’
‘Oh, you’ll soon have lots of ideas,’ said Mum. ‘But write them down at once or you’ll forget them!’...









