The Magic Chair

Early one morning Clara woke up. She was too excited to sleep, because this was her 7th birthday. The first thing she saw was a huge parcel. “A birthday present!” she cried and leapt out of bed. When she opened it there was another box and another and the pile of presents was growing and growing. Finally she got to the last box and inside that was a chair just the right size for her. So Clara sat in it and started floating! Clara’s window was open and she floated through. She saw a witch and a ogre and even a talking, flying pig! Then another magical thing happened, the clouds turned into a transparent horse and wherever the chair went, so did the horse. It was like a merry go round that didn’t go round! Soon they came to a jungle. Out from the mists of the jungle like a tiger coming out of a patch of long grass came Clara’s house! “Wow I never knew my house was in a jungle!” Clara said to herself. “You’ve only just moved” said the horse and chair together, “we thought we would take you on a birthday ride” added the horse, Clara just stared at them. When Clara got home, her mother asked Clara where she had been. Clara told her how she flew and about the magical things she had seen. So everyone lived happily ever after and that was the only magical adventure Clara ever had apart from the easter egg that started clucking, and her ball that made your dreams come true if you bounced it, and the watch that was always telling jokes instead of time.

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