Goldie learns a valuable lesson.

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Goldie learns a valuable lesson

   Once upon a time in a rather nice neighbourhood on the edge of town there lived a rather well off family that went by the name of Locke. Mr Locke had luckily been born into a very rich family, went to all the best schools and had all the advantages life could throw at one person. He had used these advantages to train as a doctor, choosing to work for people who hadn’t had his luck. Mrs Locke was a beautiful lady; they had met on a beach in Cornwall whilst helping to clean sea birds after some oil disaster many years before. Theirs was a match made in heaven two truly kind and thoughtful people they soon fell in love and married. Mrs Locke had been fortunate and been able to carry on her charitable work, she even ran a local charity which benefited the local children’s home. They had been blessed also with a beautiful child they named Goldie she had eyes of the brightest blue and golden curly hair. Goldie had been given everything she wanted, was sent to the best schools and her parents had done their best to give her their own good morals. They loved their daughter very much and saw only the good in her.

   Unfortunately Goldie was not a very nice girl; she had not inherited any of her parents good qualities. In fact she was spiteful and nasty, and enjoyed watching people squirm as she treated them badly. She used her sweet innocent looks to always get what she wanted from anyone that came across her. Beneath the angelic face lurked a bad heart and a calculating brain. She took pleasure in hurting people’s feelings and smiled innocently as she watched her plans evolve.

    One Saturday morning she decided to skip her dance class and go for a little adventure. She managed to blackmail one of the older girls in her school to call in pretending to be her mother saying she was ill. Goldie had paid her £20 which she had stolen from one of her mother’s collection boxes. She left the house that morning with her dance bag full of the oldest tattiest clothes she could find. She wandered down to the local shopping centre and changed into them in the toilets, hiding her bag in a hedge behind the centre she began to walk up one of the poorer streets in the town. Turning left down a side road she noticed the back window of a small house had been left open. She quietly crept up around the house and realised there was no one in.

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 “Well” she thought “If they are stupid enough to leave the window open why shouldn’t I go in and have a look round?”

  Goldie checked to see if anyone was looking before climbing in through the window. She landed in the kitchen, which was small but clean there didn’t seem to be much food about but in the fridge she found three tubs of fruit. Being a greedy girl she opened the largest first and took a large spoonful, she spat it out straight away.

“Yuk, I hate cheap apples” she cried.

   She threw the tub on the ...

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