A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed

One hot summer afternoon, Ahmad drove his car along a narrow, bumpy road. He drove quite fast, but not too fast to avoid colliding with another car that might come from the opposite direction, especially when his car was not in a good condition due to the bumpy road.

Suddenly his car jerked and stopped. Ahmad was surprised and he quickly went out of his car. He stepped on the hot, rocky road and and felt the heat of the hot summer sun burning his skin. He shaded his eyes from the sun and went to the back of his car.

Immediately, he saw what was wrong with the car, he had a punctured tyre. He squatted down in front of the punctured tyre,  thinking of how to fix it. He saw a car coming and he stood up and waved his hand at the car. The driver saw him and stopped his car.

The driver walked out of the car and walked towards Ahmad. He looked at Ahmad in disbelief, “Ahmad, I haven’t seen you for a long time!” said the driver excitedly.

“Ariff! I’m so happy to see you. It has been three years since you moved away from the city! Ariff, I need your help. I have a punctured tyre, but I’ve never fix a punctured tyre before,” said Ahmad to his old friend Ariff.

“Sure, I’m glad to help you!” said Ariff with a big smile.

Ariff walked to his car, and took out a spare tyre and some tools from his car boot . Ariff taught Ahmad how to use a car jack and they took out the punctured tyre. After that Afiff taught Ahmad how to put on the new tyre. When they were done, Ahmad thanked Ariff and invited Ariff to his holiday cottage for dinner.

“Thank you for the invitation. I really wish that I could but I had promised my cousin to have dinner at his house tonight. May be some other day, said Ariff before saying good bye .

Ahmad continued his journey to his lakeside holiday cottage. After two hours, he arrived at his destination. It was a lovely, small cottage surrounded by fruit trees, facing a beautiful lake and with a big field o its right.

He heaved a sigh of relief and walked towards his cottage. He plucked some the red, ripe apples from the tree by his drive way before walking inside his cottage. It was almost seven, so he went to the kitchen and prepared his dinner.

Before he could even started eating his meal, his phone rang. He picked up his phone, it was Ariff calling to tell him that his car crashed due to a very heavy rain about two hours drive from Ahmad’s cottage.

Ahmad quickly drove to the accident location and was relieved to see that his childhood friend was unhurt. He invited Ariff to stay at his cottage while his car was being fixed. Ariff thanked Ahmad for being a good friend. A friend in need is a friend indeed

A Story Of A Bird Named Usraft – A Story By Ahmad Ali Karim

It was a very cold, dark, rainy night. A blue bird was flying home in the heavy rain. With its wings all wet and it’s talons injured, the blue bird flew very low over a hedge.

As it was struggling to fly against the cold, strong wind, a red car drove past the hedge, running over a big puddle by the roadside.

“SPLOSH!” a big splash of water hit the poor blue bird and knocked it to the ground.

The car stopped by the roadside and a man named Ahmad came out of the car. He walked over and picked up the injured bird. He carried the poor bird to his car and he quickly drove home.

As soon as Ahmad reached his house, he laid a clean towel on his dinning table and gently, he dried the poor, cold bird. Ahmad took out a roll of bandage and bandaged the bird’s two injured talons. Then, he fed the hungry bird before putting it in a small bird-cage.

Early the next morning, Ahmad went to the kitchen to have his breakfast. He was greeted by his three cats, Kalarta, Stripsla and Visla.

“Hi! Good morning,” said Ahmad cheerfully to his cats before he prepared his breakfast. He remembered the blue bird and walked over to the cage where the injured blue bird was sleeping. Suddenly he remembered the birdseed that he had bought the week before. He took out the birdseed and fed the bird before washing his hands and ate his breakfast.

After breakfast, Ahmad walked over to the bird’s cage followed by his cats.

“Hello, Usraft,” said Ahmad to the blue bird. Ahmad opened the cage door and let the bird flew around the house. The blue bird was very happy to be out of the cage but it was hard for it to perch as it’s talons were injured.

Ahmad put the bird back in its cage and went back to his dinning table. He took out his laptop to search more information about bird’s talons. Then he searched on how to heal an injured bird talon. He found what he was looking for and he started reading about it. Then he followed the instructions and treated Usraft.

After a week, Ahmad unwrapped the bandage to see if Usraft’s talons were healed. And they did! Ahmad was happy and so was Usraft. Ahmad took Usraft out to the garden and let the bird flew freely outside. The blue bird flew happily around the garden. Then it flew back to where Ahmad was standing and perched on Ahmad’s shoulder.

“Good boy,” said Ahmad to the blue bird. He took it inside and put a red tag around Usraft’s right ankle to mark that it is Usraft. Then Ahmad took Usraft back to the garden to set it free.

“So long, my friend, until we meet again. I won’t forget you!” said Ahmad sadly before setting the bird free. Ahmad was quite sad to free the blue bird, but he knew that it was the right thing to do.

A day later, as Ahmad was gardening in his garden, a car stopped in front of his house as if its tire was punctured. Ahmad walked to the car to see if  he could help the driver. But instead of a punctured tire, he saw a blue bird lying motionless on the car’s bonnet. And then he saw the red tag around its ankle.

It was Usraft! The poor blue bird might had flown to his house to visit him when he collided with the car. Ahmad took up the bird gently but there was nothing that he could do to help Usraft. Ahmad was very sad to see his very first bird friend killed in an accident but he knew that nothing can live forever.

The end

The Little Boy And The Little Brown Fox

One day, a little boy walked through a narrow pathway in a forest, collecting fallen branches for firewood. As he was walking, he saw a little brown fox walking towards him from the tall grasses.

The poor little boy quickly climbed up a tree, for he feared that the little brown fox might bite him. The little brown fox looked at the little boy and wiggled its tail before running towards him. Looking down at the little brown fox that was excitedly running towards him, the little boy climbed higher up the tree, for he was so scared of the little brown fox.

Then suddenly he stopped, for he was already at the top of the tree. The scared little boy could not climb up any further. Suddenly he got an idea. He reached for a vine and swung to the next tree! Then he climbed down the tree and ran towards his house.

The little brown fox followed the little boy all the way down the other tree and ran after him. As the little boy reached his house followed by the little brown fox, he remembered that he had left his house keys in his tent at the camp site by the river.

So he ran around his house followed by the little brown fox before running down the path to the camp site. But the journey was neither short nor easy. The little boy had to run as fast as he could while at the same time, he had to avoid the rocks and trees down the rocky,narrow and winding path way.

As he almost reached the camp side, the poor little the boy hit a tree and fell down. The little brown fox ran faster to its target. The little boy quickly got to his feet and climbed up the nearest tree. 

The little brown fox saw another tree beside the one that the little boy was climbing, so it climbed up the tree. The little boy didn’t know that the little brown fox was climbing up that tree, so he swung to the tree and quickly climbed down thinking that the fox was up on the other tree. 

Suddenly, as he almost reached the ground, he collided with the fox!  The little boy did not know what to do, so he decided to jump down to the ground for it wasn’t that high. He landed on the soft ground safely and the little brown fox jumped down after him. The little boy continued running to the camp site. As he got closer, he tripped over some roots and fell into the bushes.

The little brown fox ran faster towards the poor little boy and jumped on top of him. Then the most unexpected thing happened! The little brown fox cuddled the little boy and fell asleep on his lap. The little boy was so surprised as he looked at the little brown fox.

“Poor little brown fox, you must have been very tired,” said the little boy as he carried the little brown fox to the camp site. So after all, the little brown fox actually did not mean to hurt the little boy but it only need a friend and a warm place to sleep. Since that day, the little boy and the little brown fox became the best of friends.

>>> The End <<<

The cute little brown fox hiding in the tall grasses.

Martin’s Adventure

On one fine autumn day, Mr. Flexi was having a meeting with his contractor, Martin. Martin’s staffs, Lloyd, Doyle, and Peter was also there.

Mr. Flexi showed them the plan of a house that he wanted them to build for him, including the burglar sensors and alarm, fire detector, and other safety alarms.

The next day, they started building the house. They built the foundation, and after that they started to put up the bricks. Then they made the flooring, plastered the walls and painted them.

It took them six month to built the beautiful house. They had installed the celling fans, lightings, the burglar sensors and alarm system, fire detectors, panic buttons, telephone line and other home accessories as ordered by Mr. Flexi.

“Thank you,” said Mr. Flexi. “This house is awesome. Here is the check for the rest of the payment. I am very happy to do business with your company. Please tell Martin that he had done a good job”

Lloyd, Doyle and Peter went to a coffee house to enjoy the afternoon after they had completed building the house. They drank delicious hot coffee and ate scones with jam and fresh cream. Then they went to their office to meet their boss, Martin.

“Hi Martin!” Lloyd said as he went inside Martin’s room.

“We had just met Mr. Flexi and he’s very happy with his new house. Here is the check for the rest of the payment and he said that you have done a good job.”

“Thank you,” said Martin. “How long did we took to complete the house? Six months, right?”

“Yep!” said Lloyd in an excited voice. “Six months. Quite fast for a house of that size.”

“Any more houses we need to build, Martin?” asked Doyle. “We’re all ready to start on a new project. I just can’t wait to start building a new house!”

“Nope,” said Martin. “Not yet at this moment. By the way, how about having tea at my house?”

Peter answered, “I’m not sure about the others but I would love to have tea at your house.”

“We have just had tea at the coffee house in front of our office but it will be wonderful to have tea at your house, as we didn’t ate much at the coffee house,” said Doyle.

“Good,” said Martin. “We’ll have tea at my house now.”

So they all went into Martin’s black car and he drove them to his house. He parked it at the porch and they all came out of the car. Martin’s pet cats ran to greet him and his friends. One of the cat went back to it’s cage to take a letter that arrived that morning.

“Good cat!” said Martin, giving the cat a new toy. It’s just a crumpled small piece of paper that was not needed any more. The cat happily played with it together with the others, rolling it around like a ball, running over each other to play with the new toy.

“Come on!” said Martin, opening the grail of his house.

He opened the door and walked inside, followed by the others. Martin served them some delicious homemade bread with homemade strawberry jam and lots of delicious fresh cream. They drank the hot, mint tea and it was so tasty that Martin had to brew another pot of mint tea for them.

They talked about the house that they built for Mr. Flexi and later about the robbery in front of Keith’s new house that they built before Mr. Flexi’s. Martin was painting Mr. Flexi’s house when he saw the incident happened. It happened so fast and no one knew who the robber was for he wore a mask that covered his whole face with tiny dots at the eyes to let him see where he was going.

After that, they had a dinner at a restaurant near Martin’s house. When they reached the restaurant, a small hungry white kitten with blue eyes went to Martin, pleading for food. Martin stroke the tiny cat and wondering what to give to the poor kitten. He only had some sweets and chewing gums in his pocket and wondered if the cat would like to eat them.

Suddenly the tiny kitten ran away as if it was scared of something. Then Martin saw a man wearing a thick black jacket walking into the restaurant. He looked familiar but Martin could not remember he was.

Martin walked to the table where his friends sat. He looked at the menu and ordered Ceasar Salad, baked salmon and ice-cream. Martin looked around him and saw the man in the thick black jacket sat next to their table. When their order came, Martin and his friends stopped talking and enjoyed their delicious dinner. Martin was enjoying his baked salmon when the man in the thick black jacket walked to their table, took Martin’s bag and ran away.

Martin jumped and ran after the thief with his friends followed by the restaurant’s staffs. Martin, who used to join lots of races and was the three times winner of the annual Boomland Run in a row, could easily caught up with the man.

The thief jumped over a big box and Martin jumped over it too, the thief jumped over a big truck’s tyre and Martin jumped over it too. The thief took a left turn and Martin went after him. And when the thief went right, Martin climbed onto a tall apple tree, jumped down to the other side of the tall wall. He caught the thief and he pushed him down to the ground.

His friends arrived with the police and the police took the thief to the police station. Martin and his friends went to the police station and after giving their statements, a police officer gave Martin his bag.

The next day, the case was on the front page of all the news papers in Boomland. ‘Brave Contractor Caught A Thief’, Martin read the article proudly with his friends in his office. He felt so happy to get his bag back and to help the police solve other robbery cases that were committed by the same man. The man was the masked man who robbed Keith in front of his house, that was why he looked familiar when Martin saw him in front of the restaurant.

Keith was so happy to get back his new laptop that was snatched by the man in front of his house on the day he bought it. So that night he invited Martin and his friends for dinner at their favourite restaurant.

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The Mystery Of The Missing Door (Chapter 8: The Meeting)

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On Wednesday night, Pete and Safora had an early dinner. By half past eight, they had already washed all the plates and cleaned up the dinning table. Their parents were away till the next day and their mother had prepared their meals and put them in the refrigerator for them to heat up.

“All right, we are all done,” said Pete, washing his hands. “We better check our things and get ready to go to the beach. Just think about it, we may be able to hear their plans and every thing they will discuss in their meeting!”

Less than ten minutes later, Pete and Safora arrived at the beach . They hid behind a closed stall as planned. Pete peeked through the top of the stall counter. He took out his micro listener and his night vision glasses and put them on to help him see and hear things clearly. Meanwhile, Safora was hiding under the counter  with her phone in her hand, ready to text Mic the information needed to be sent.

Mic was already at the headquarters with a laptop, his phone and a voice recorder with Reen sitting beside him. They were very excited and wished that they could go to the beach together with Pete and Safora.

It was after nine o’clock when Pete saw a few men walking to the beach. They stopped not far from where Pete and Safora were hiding and sat down on the sand. They looked around them and a few minutes later, a tall man started the meeting. 

“All right, is every body here?” started the tall man in a purple jacket in a low voice. “498, here. 767, here. 123, here. 555, here. ABC, here. And XYZ which is me, also here.”

“Now, where is 8910?” asked someone in a crooked voice.

“Never mind, that guy is always late,” said XYZ. “Maybe he’s asleep.  All right, now we’ve got three doors. The first one is from Miss Nyla’s house, then from Mr. Lonard’s house  and the third is from Mrs. Kale’s house which is not in Woodsland. We are going to steal 5 more doors, but we will do it outside of Woodsland. ABC, steal the strongest and finest door in Whitehall. 767, do the same thing as ABC in Petershall. 555, go to Mr. Pete’s, Miss Hong’s, and Mr. Luke’s house in Canary Street, Kingston and steal their doors tomorrow night. All three of them have nice doors and they will not be at home. They are now in London for a week. After you are done, bring those doors to our new headquarters at number 611 of 505 Street.”

Pete gave Safora a note to be sent to Mic saying,

“Tell our friend the police chief that doors might be stolen from Mr. Pete’s, Miss Hong’s, and Mr. Luke’s house in Canary Street, Kingston tomorrow night. Their HQ is at number 611 of 505 Street.”

Safora sent the message to Mic. Anyway she forgot to silent her phone and it made a loud beep that surprised the gang. Pete grabbed Safora’s hands and together they crept to the bushes behind the stall and after they are far enough, they ran home as fast as they could, afraid of being caught.

It was a windy night and waves made a loud sound as they crashed on the shore. Pete and Safora were lucky that the gang could not hear or see them creeping in the bushes. The gang checked their phones and asked each other whose phone was beeping. They then searched all around them and after a while one of the gang said, “This is creepy, I think we should stop this meeting and continue some other times just in case there is some body watching us.“

“Disperse!” said XYZ, and all of them ran away in different directions. 

>>>  To Be Continued …  <<<

The Mystery of the Missing Door (Chapter 7: The Message)

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“Mic! Reen! It’s tea time,” called their mother.

“Mom, can we have tea at our favourite place in the garden, please? asked Pete.

“Of course,” answered his mother.

The children ran to their favourite table in the garden and took their seats.

“It is very hard to solve this mystery,” said Reen. “I haven’t been able to estimate the length of our suspect’s nose, the length of his arms, the size of his shoes and the size of his shirt,” continued Reen. “I don’t think we could solve it. There are…”

“Hello children. Look who is here to see you,” said Reen’s mother as she walked towards them followed by Miss Nyla. Miss Nyla carried a big tray loaded with home baked cookies and cakes.

“Good afternoon, children,” said Miss Nyla with a big smile. “I baked these lovely cookies and cake especially for all of you. I hope you’ll love them,” she continued.

“Lovely!” said Safora. “Look at those delicious chocolate chips on the cookies. And the cake looks so tasty with cream and huge, fresh strawberries! Thank you, Miss Nyla. You are very kind.”

Just as Miss Nyla and Reen’s mother went inside the house, someone on a motorcycle dropped something in front of Reen’s house.

“Hey!” shouted Mic as he ran to the gate. He saw a newspaper by the roadside and picked it up. “He’s gone,” said Mic to himself. Mic told his friends what had happened and looking at the newspaper, he asked,”Should we check this newspaper just in case if there’s a message or something?”

Then he saw something written on the front page of the newspaper.

“Tell 8910 a meeting Wednesday 9pm at the beach.

XYZ will lead the meeting.

555 of vd (burn after reading)”

“It’s a message to the guy called 8910!” said Pete. “But who is he and what is vd? Is it a place?”

“I know!” shouted Reen. “Seera Soora Sora of Cape Verde. It’s a code. The three fives are codes for three ‘s’ and vd is…”

“That’s impossible, Reen!” said Mic who was tired of Reen’s weird theories, before Reen could go on. “I think 555 of vd refers to somebody with a code name, 555 and vd means vanishing doors.”

“Good thinking, Mic!” said Pete. “555 could be a code name and vd could be vanishing doors. Clever, Mic”.

Mic smiled proudly.

“Now time for a plan. We’ll need someone to spy the meeting and someone else to help the spy send informations by texting to the headquarters. One of us will be staying at the headquarters which is here, to collect information and ready to call for help just in case anything happen.”

“I think Pete will spy,” started Mic. “Safora will assist Pete and I will be at the head quarters.”

“Right,” says Pete. “Today is Tuesday so we’ll better get ready for the meeting. Get your darkest shirt, Safora. We’ll be going there 10 minutes early and we would hide behind a closed stall. Mic, be ready about 13 minutes before the meeting. Understand, everybody?” asked Pete.

“But what about me?” asked Reen.

“I’m sorry, Reen. I forgot to tell you that you’ll be Mic’s assistant. Please make sure that both of you will not fall asleep. Now let’s get prepared!” said Pete.

>>>  To Be Continued  <<<

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The Mystery of the Missing Door (Chapter 6: The Circus)

The Mystery of the Missing Door (Chapter 5: The Country Fair)

“We lost him!” shouted Reen.

“Don’t lose hope,” said Pete. “He went into the circus tent. Come on, Reen. Lets go after him.”

Pete ran towards the tent followed by Reen. It was in the middle of a circus show, so both of them bought their tickets and took their seats. They watched the clown juggled five apples on his legs while doing a handstand. Then they watched a bear dancing on a huge ball and next, they watched a monkey hopping on one leg on a tightrope.

They looked around them but the man they were after was nowhere to be seen. A man with a bowler hat called for a volunteer for the next act. Reen was the first volunteer. He put his right hand into the clown’s hat and took out a chicken sitting in a basket. The chicken jumped out of the basket and inside the basket there were four little eggs that were green instead of brown. The clown gave Reen a souvenir and Reen walked back to his seat with a big smile.

Then another volunteer walked to the circus ring for the next act. The boy looked familiar, he walked in a familiar way, when he introduced himself, his name sounded familiar and his voice sounded familiar too. The boy looked at the crowd as if he was searching for somebody.

Reen looked at the volunteer and said, “Pete, that’s my big brother Mic.”

Mic was searching for Pete and Reen. He saw them entering the circus tent and went after them. Anyway he lost them after he bought his ticket, so he took a seat hoping to see them later. He was looking around at the crowd when he saw Reen put up his hands high up in the air waving at him. Mic nodded and waved back before he went back to his seat. He sent Safora a text message telling her that he found Pete and Reen in the circus tent.

And then, the most unexpected and surprising thing happened. Three men swung around and out came the Mayor of Woodsland jumping down from something that looked like a giant leaf that was lowered down to the middle of the circus ring to officiate the fair. Everyone clapped their hands and at that moment, Reen saw the man that they were looking for. He told Pete about it and Pete nodded and whispered that he saw the man too.

Pete got up from his seat as if he was bored and pretended to walk to the door followed by Reen. They passed the suspect, noticing his behaviour with other people. He seemed to be kind and gentle but  looked a little nervous. Pete was looking at him when the man got up pretending he was going to the toilet.

Pete walked out of the circus tent and as he took out his phone to send Mic a text message, he saw that his phone battery was dead. Luckily they saw Safora and Pete told her to tell Mic to meet them under the tree where they ate their ice creams earlier.

Meanwhile, Mic was enjoying an act where a monkey was riding a beautiful, white horse. The horse galloped fast around the circus ring with the monkey on its back and white mice on their heads. He was quite sad to read the message because he was looking forward for another act by the monkey and the horse.

Mic went outside and ran to the place where his friends were waiting for him. Pete told Mic and Safora about the suspect and why he and Reen rushed inside the circus tent without waiting for Safora and Mic.

They met Pete’s father who was still seating on the bench. He was reading another sports newspaper when he saw them coming. He bought them tasty burgers with crispy fries for lunch and they had more ice creams before they left the fair.

Pete’s father drove them back home and as he stopped his car in front of Mic’s house, Mic’s father invited him in. The children went to Mic’s room to discuss about the mystery. They listed out the clues and suspects in their note books and realised that they still need much more clues to solve the mystery.

>>> To Be Continued <<<

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The Mystery of the Missing Door (Chapter 5: The Country Fair)

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They walked back home and saw Safora sitting on a bench, talking with Mic near their houses. Pete and Reen told Safora and Mic all about what had happened. They were about to go home when Pete remembered something that he wanted to tell his friends earlier.

“My father says that there is a fair near here and he is going to take us there tomorrow,” said Pete. “You guys want to follow me and Safora to the fair?”

“Of course,” said Reen. “It will be lovely to have some fun after working hard to solve this mystery.”

So the next day they all gathered at Pete’s house. They were so excited about going to the fair and could not wait to be there.

“Everyone’s here?” asked Pete’s father.

“Yes!” said everyone all at once.

“Then lets go!” said Pete’s father as he walked towards the car followed by the children. Mic sat in the front passenger seat while Pete, Reen and Safora sat in the back seats. The car moved smoothly along the road towards the fair site.

Then they saw a big red balloon with the words, “COUNTRY FAIR! Open For A Week (May 5, 2013 – May 12, 2013)” printed in black. Pete’s father parked his car and smiled at the children.

“We are here now. Are you all ready for some fun at the fair?” he asked.

“Yes, sir!” said the children excitedly.

“Then lets get moving,” said Pete’s father as he got out of the car.

There were lots of people at the fair. Pete wanted to play ‘Hit The Bunny’. Mic joined him while Safora and Reen went to the ice cream stall to buy some lemon ice cream for all of them. Pete’s father sat on a bench reading a sports newspaper while waiting for the children.

Pete won the game and excitedly showed them his prize. Then they sat under a big tree and ate their ice creams.

Mic said, “Lets have a race, the first person who finish the ice cream will be the winner. As Pete was about to finish his ice cream, something caught his eyes. He stopped eating and looked up in front of him in disbelief.

“Ha ha!” shouted Mic excitedly as he ate the last of his ice cream. I win for the first time!”

“By the way, what made you stop eating, Pete?” asked Reen.

“The man!” whispered Pete. “Look over there, can you see him? Lets follow him.”

So both of them went after the man. Mic and Safora were stunned for they cannot understand what was happening. Pete and Reen followed the man until he’s out of sight.

>>> To Be Continued <<<

The Mystery of the Missing Door (Chapter 4: Suspects)

As Pete and Reen was approaching the man, suddenly a fat, dark haired man came out of nowhere and tried to snatch the huge piece of flat wood from him. It was something like watching a dramatic crime scene in a movie as they witnessed the fat, dark haired man chasing a tall man who was carrying a very huge piece of flat wood. The tall man ran towards the beach followed by the fat, dark haired man.

It was amazing how fast the tall man could run while carrying the huge, flat wood on his back. The fat, dark haired man could not chase him for he was too exhausted as he was too heavy. As soon as he reached his truck, the tall man put the huge flat wood into the back of his truck and drove away. The fat man hopped on a motorcycle and followed him.

Reen and Pete ran after him as fast as they could, but the motorcycle was too fast for them to catch up. They sat down on a bench drinking a bottle of water while thinking of what else they should do. They waited for a few minutes, hoping the man would come back so that they could interview them.

“So the mystery of this missing door is not yet solved,” said Pete. “There’s too much things to do, too many questions to be answered and too little clues to answer the questions. But at least we have our first suspect who looks kind of nice, but nervous when we tried to talk to him. What do you think, Reen? Could he be the one who stole the door?” And before Reen could say anything, Pete continued, “Come on Reen, let’s go and search for Safora and Mic.”

And so off they went, leaving the bench behind them as they searched for their friends. On their way, they met a very suspicious looking man and they tried to interviewed him.

Pete whispered, “Reen, I’ll try to talk to him and ask him a few question. Please do not say anything about us trying to look for the person who stole Miss Nyla’s door.”

“Hello, sir. How are you? We are making some research about doors. Can we ask you some questions, please? The first question is, what do you like about doors?” asked Pete as they approached the man. He was tall and thin with straight, brown hair.

“Doors?” asked the man. “Doors are very nice, they could keep our house away save from burglars.”

“Do you know how to take out a door from its frame?” asked Reen.

“Stealing a door?” he asked. ‘Why must anybody steal a door? That is a weird thing to do,” continued the man as he quickly walked away saying, “It’s getting late, I have to catch the train and I think it’s time for both of you to go home.”

“He looks very suspicious,” whispered Pete to Reen after the man had walked away from them. “And he mentioned about stealing when we did not say anything about it.”

Suddenly they saw the first suspect walking not far from where they were standing. They ran to him, hoping to ask him a few questions. He seemed to be talking on the phone to someone. As they almost reached him, he turned away, ran to his truck and drove away. Pete and Reen went running home to tell the other members of PeforaMeen Solvers about their interesting adventure that evening.

>>> To be continued <<<

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Mic rushed inside, running to the dinning room. “Reen, Safora!” he shouted. “Pete’s calling for you. Come on!” He ran outside followed by Reen and Safora.

“What happened, Pete?” asked Reen as Pete looked at some footprints on the dirt of the pathway.

“Reen, Safora can you see anything wrong around you?” asked Pete as soon as the two children reached the spot where the front door used to be.

Safora looked around her and suddenly she shouted, “Oh, no! The door is missing”. She looked at Miss Nyla and asked her, “Miss Nyla, what had happened to your front door?”

Miss Nyla was too stunned and upset to talk. Pete and Safora took Miss Nyla to their house. Their mother made a cup of hot strawberry tea for Miss Nyla to calm her down. And while Miss Nyla drank her tea, Pete’s mother called the police.

While waiting for the police, the four children tried to inspect the area where the incident happened. Pete gave Safora his camera saying, “Safora, Reen please snap some photos of the footprints and try to investigate them further while Mic and I look for more clues.”

They were very careful not to touch anything around the area as they do not want to disturb any clue or evidence left by the suspect. Then Safora checked all the other doors to make sure that they are not missing.

When the policemen came, they asked the children what had happened and they took some photos of the foot prints that the children had inspected earlier. Later the policemen went to Pete’s house to interview Miss Nyla about her missing front door. After the policemen left, Safora helped Miss Nyla to locked all the other doors at her house while her father called a carpenter to get Miss Nyla a new front door.

Ten minutes later, Pete brought a piece of wood inside a zipper storage bag to the small table out side Mic’s house where the others were already waiting for him. “I only found this clue,” he said. “I think this piece of wood came from the missing door. And there is a fingerprint on it. I found it on the pebbles in front of Miss Nyla’s house after the policemen left the house. But it is very hard for us to find out whose fingerprint is on this wood. Mic, can you please take this clue to the police station and ask the Constable if he knows whose fingerprint it is? And don’t forget to tell him that you’re from the PeforaMeen Solvers. I’ll go home and call our friend, the police chief to tell him about our new mystery. May be he can gave us some advice on what we should do.”

“Right, Pete.” said Mic. “I’ll go with Safora just in case anything happens. Reen, you better go inside and drink some water. I can that see your lips look too dry.” So, the four children left the table and separated into different directions to do their own jobs.

To be continued …