I gave Melody the tiny light my grandpa uses to read, made her go into the bathroom (with the light off) and locked the door. I told her to open the little light I gave her so she won't be scared. Under the door was a crack.I peeked in and saw the blue light flashing about.
"Good." I thought, " 'Cause to do this,I need her to know how to use the light."
After a few minutes, I called out to her "Hey, MELODY! It's dinner time!"
"Oh, boy!" I thought,"Here it comes!" I heard her struggle to open the door.
"Hey, help!" Melody cried.
I cracked up, "Hey, Melody, I'm eating a cake! hmmm... Yummy!"
Melody struggled more and I could hear "emm, emm" sound from the other side of door. Obviously Melody was trying harder to open the door.
Finally, when she sounded like she was going to cry, I opened the door and she ran out.
But it was not dinner time yet.
----By Hannah
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