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Falling for Love By Lily Liang (6C) Illustration by Arabella Chong (6B) Layout by Natalie So
Liz
trudged into her room, and threw herself onto her bed, simultaneously opening a packet of doritos and taking a book from under the pillow. Sighing, began to read her favourite book, “Each Little Bird That Sings” the ninety-nineth time. Munch. Munch, munch. Gradually, the pack of doritos disappeared, and Liz, somehow, disappeared with it. When Liz flipped a page of the book, the page wouldn’t move. Then she peered closer to see why. And she froze. Her hand was not there.
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Nor was her arm, and when she looked down at her legs, they immediately melted into thin air, along with the rest of her body. No matter how hard she struggled, her body kept disappearing into nothingness. “W-w-what?! HELP!” Yet her desperate, broken shriek was ignored, and the ghost of her was pulled away by a swirling, invisible tornado.
