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One day, after a very hard week at school, I decided to go to my dad's office. He works near my school. When I arrived, the car wasn't in front of the business building. I thought he had gone there by foot, but I was wrong. Happily, I opened the door of his office and I screamed out loud: "Surprise!" When I came in... I realised that the room was empty. I looked for his things, but I didn't find them anywhere. Suddenly, the door closed. I was scared and didn't know what to do. I tried to open it. Unfortunately, someone locked it. Great! I was in my dad's office alone. After a while, a wonderful idea showed up. I tried to call my dad, but he didn't answer. I tried to call my mum, too. She didn't answer, either. "What happened to those people?" I said. I heard strange voices talking. Then, I called the police. And, of course, my phone turned off. It always does that when I really need it. Nothing happened for a few hours and I got bor

Barnaby Figg is a boy who lives with his mother and Granny Hogsflesh in an enormous mansion, in the middle of the town. Granny is the boss of the Hogsflesh Pickle Company. She pronounces her name Ho-flay and she likes purple (because it is a royal color). Barnaby doesn’t like Granny very much and he doesn’t want to live with her. But he has no choice. His father has disappeared recently. Mrs. Hogsflesh hates Barnaby’s dad because he is a pea picker. Nobody in her family cares about her pickles... Granny has only one wish; she wants to see Barnaby as a pickling boss: “One day, if you work hard and impress me, you could be the boss of all this,” she said, waving a wobbly arm at the enormous factory.” (page 8) Barnaby doesn’t want to be a pickling boss. His grandmother is involved in the dark side of pickling. The dark pickles are made for international clients, whose identities must be kept top secret. Granny Hogsflesh sells pickled toenails, pickled mucus and earwax, pickled verr

I don’t know what other people think, but time passes by so quickly for me. Four years ago, I was standing in front of my computer, asking myself the same questions all over again: “Shall I create a blog? What if I don’t know how to use it?” After a while, I figured it out how to write a post. You just have to come up with a topic to write about. You can also insert pictures in your post. I started to write about my adventures, then I decided to post some of my English stories as well. After two years, I realized that it was not a bad idea to share my opinions about the books I had read recently. Soon after my decision, I started to write movie reviews, too. I’ve written only one movie review so far, but I will post new ones in the future. What makes me really happy is that I have a lot of views on my blog! It looks like many people visit it. Some of them even share their opinion about my posts. I’m glad that people around the world comment on my blog, telling me to keep up the goo