ALL BECAUSE OF A BRACELET

ALL BECAUSE OF A BRACELET

By Courtney lynch

CHAPTER ONE

MY STORY

It all started one day [it was the second of January I think] when I was walking in the park with my dog. Something felt wrong. I looked at my wrist and gasped! “ My bracelet is missing!” I said.

It was a beautiful bracelet, gold chain glittered with silver sparkles,little charms made of bronze, silver and gold were hung on it. It was the only thing in the world that truly belonged to me. Well, I can't really say that; it was the only thing besides my talent for ballet. You see, my parents died when I was two. I had no relatives, no money and there was no orphanages any where for miles around.

So I fled to the woods. Now you might think that a little two year old wouldn't stand a chance in the woods without company but I can assure you, I was fine. I grew up there till I was five, and was found by the town's new ballet teacher who took me in and found my talent for dancing. So I became a professional ballet dancer. I collected and saved the money I earned and bought the bracelet.

The bracelet was special and I just couldn't stand the thought of leaving it behind for someone else to find! I told my dog to stay and went back along the path to get it. As I turned around I saw it on the path shining in the sun. I bent down to grab it. Suddenly I heard a yelp! When I turned back around bracelet in hand I couldn't see my dog any where! He had been kidnapped! Oh, sorry,dog-napped. I quickly called the detective agency and asked for help. “ NO! I'm too busy to search for some dog!”

yelled a grouchy voice ] who I assumed was the detective.] So I decided to look for him myself.

CHAPTER TWO

SEARCHING

I called and called,I threatened,I coaxed, finally I gave up three days later when my dog [named snowy] still hadn't shown up I decided to try at the detective agency again. “ FINE!” said the detective. [ but he still didn't sound to happy.] “ Only don't expect me to find any thing!” “Oh thank you!” I said, feeling very relived. “I'll meet you at the park tomorrow at 7:00” he said, [still sounding grouchy] “ If you don't arrive on the dot then the deal's off!” “Okay” I said and ended the call.

CHAPTER THREE

SNOWY

I apologize for the last chapter. It was pretty short.

Anyways back to the story.....

I arrived at the park one minute early so I could be sure I would be there on time.

Through the trees I saw a white van with the bright red logo of the detective agency on the side. I looked at my watch. Sure enough at the exact same time as the needles turned to 7:00

he parked, and walked leisurely over the appointed meeting place. “ Lets get to work!” he said [grouchy as always] “ the sooner we find that dog the sooner I can stop looking for it!”

and so we did. As days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, the detective started getting less and less grouchy and more and more jumpy.

He stammered uneasily every time I found any thing that might be a clue as to who the dog-napper was, and had this guilty look about him all the time. It got to a point when I didn't need any clues to help me know who snowy's dog-napper was. That night [september 22] I decided to follow him home. I put one hand on my other wrist so that the sound of the charms jangling on my bracelet would be muffled. He kept turning around as if he knew that I was following him and I had to keep dodging behind trees all the way! When he opened the door a dog jumped out at him barked,growled, looked up,ran toward me knocked me over and.......

covered my face with kisses! “ snowy!” I exclaimed “ I found you! Well you found me actually but it doesn’t matter!” angrily I turned to the detective. “ what have you to say for yourself?!” I demanded.

CHAPTER FOUR

CONCLUSIONS

I'm sorry but I didn't have enough room to finish

the story on the other page.

I'll back up a bit so you know were we are.....

“ What have you to say for yourself?!” I demanded. “ the thing is” said the detective crossly “I'm tired of the fact that you get all of the fame and I get none!” I slowly pulled my cell phone out of my pocket. Amazingly enough, it wasn't damaged from when Snowy knocked me onto the sidewalk. “ If you don't leave right now,” I said nervously “ then I call the police.” Nervous or not, it must have sounded convincing because the detective ran!

Later when I was back at home I found out that the window had been smashed. Tied to the rock in amongst the shards of broken glass was a note written in red ink it said: I'LL BE BACK!