“Oh no!” I cried. I broke dads Fathers
Day cup. It broke gently and the handle broke. So I picked it up and took the
handle to a safe place on the window sill. I felt bad so I went and told mum.
“Oh sorry” I said. Mum tried to fix it but she couldn’t. I had a bad feeling
because I did it. It was an accident but I hope I didn’t do it on purpose.
That's a nice and truthful story Brooke, it's always good to tell the truth and sometimes accidents happen without it meaning to. You have written your story really well. Lots of love, Aunty Angela x
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