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He is 15 years old and has brown hair.

Michael loves playing football and likes listening to music. He has got a sister. Her name is Sara.

Sara is younger then Michael.

Sara and her brother Michael went today to go swimming together. They liked it very much.

The water of the Carribean sea was light blue and they could see the fishes passing by.

The little turtle was alone in the wide, white sand of the Carribean beach under a clean blue sky.

It looked as if it was waiting for something unusual to happen. And sure enough, a shout broke out where the children were playing.

Sara and Michael love animals. They called the turtle "Mausi".

Sara and Michael took little mausi back home. Unfortunately, their mom thought it was dirty and ugly and didn’t like it

Vick remembers all the times that her husband has spent time with their children, bonding and making memories together, of course she feels a bit jealous because they look like him, an interracial marriage between two sweethearts who once loved each other. But Vick also remembers how she took Sarah's mistake personally, when she took offense for her remark on her style as a racist one, influenced by her father and others in the village.

From outside the sun, like big yellow egg yolk, appeared in the sky and with the first beams of the sun kissing Vick‘s face the evil ghost vanished and Vick laughed about this stupid pseudo-nightmare.

after encountering their father, Michael and Sara embark on a hike in the mountains, surrounded by the beauty of nature and the fresh air.

The mountains were green and beautiful colored birds were flying around. From the top of a hill Sara and Michael could see the beach, were they have had found Mausi, the turtle, this morning.

As they were hiking, sara saw a wooden house. They were really tired and hungry, so they decided to take a look. ‘Hello? Anyone here?’ said sara. The house was dark and dirty .There were some shelves and some snacks on it. ‘Hi’ an old-man-voice appeared, hoarsely and deeply. He was hiding behind a shelf and crying.

Thom sat back down in contemplation and thought to himself, There's more yet to come... Please finish my story for me two children and stay safe on this island as he has with his story all these years.

A little stray cat with a red flur entered slowly and silently Thoms living room and watched him with great green eyes.

A little stray cat with a red flur entered slowly and silently Thoms living room and watched him with great green eyes.

the little cat perched on Thom’s lap as he contemplated

Thom lovingly stroked this red cat who brought some comfort to him on most lonely occasions when human company was scarce. Being an older man of his age, has proven that friends and family diminish, and some would say that his better years are behind him. It is as if the cat has got agitated with Thom when he starts to stir around and chew on his button for entertainment, as Thom's hand loses focus on the present. With a tug, Mister Greeneyes gives Thom his most mischievous side as suddenly Thom comes back to who has just about removed his button from his coat. Thom scolds the red cat who knows how to steal his best attention but then Mister Greeneyes felt he's had enough and gives the button one last tug and it goes falling to the floor, thumping a few hard times into the present and past when suddenly, Thom is brought back to a bad memory and gets down on his knees and begins to cry.

Mister Greeneyes looks back at Thom with a bewildered look, what has he done so bad that he's know made Thom like this? "Don't worry, Mister Greeneye, it's just a material thing."

Thom reaches out with his right hand to pick up the button but is met with a sudden rush of guilt as if his mother is expecting him back home for the day's earnings from town. Every little bit counted, and this was his last button for his customer. Money was scarce and so wasting was strictly forbidden. When he'd lose a button, he'd lose out on another shine on his day.