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There once was a old man called Johnathon Constable who lived in Harwich. He went to watch the sea flow, it was cold and windy so the waves were coming in but the sun was out and it was bright. He came across a old lady in about her 60's, 70's. She was a pretty women with curly blonde hair and had a lovely purple jacket. He bumped into her by accident and we had a confersation. "Sorry" John said "That's ok" she replied. "my name is Wendy Harris, yours" Wendy asked. "Jonathon Constable" he replied.
1 year later they got married and they lived happily ever after.
by Charles Pane, age 10, from England
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