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Intermediate. Years 7/8/9

Never Let Go

By Joe Gaudion, year 8, St Sampson’s School

Alfonzo had a normal life once; he lived with his mum Penelope, his dad Richard and his dog Winnie the Poodle. But one day something happened which would change Alfonzo’s life. They were sitting in the kitchen having a couple of crumpets when there was a knock on the front door. Alfonzo was curious, so he went to open the door. There was a tall man standing there in a smart khaki uniform.

“Father or an older brother?” questioned the man.

“I have a father,” replied Alfonzo.

Richard appeared at the door and listened to what the man had to say. He cried and sobbed and suddenly left the building with the other man. That was the last he ever saw of his father.

A week went past and suddenly there was another knock on the door. Alfonzo opened the door, but there was nobody there, just an envelope. His mother opened it and read the letter inside.

“We have to go. War is coming,” his mother explained.

Alfonzo followed his mother and dog down the road and to the tunnels. He was sent to a different area of the tunnel. He had to stay there and not go looking around. The next week a strange looking man was walking down the tunnel stairs towards him. He told him that his mother had been caught up in an explosion and they could not find the dog.

Weeks went by of being alone. Weeks turned into months and months turned into years. Alfonzo was sad and alone in the dark and dingy tunnels of London.

But then one day a man was walking right towards him. He thought he recognised him. It couldn’t be. It was his father, he was at war! Alfonzo hugged him like he wouldn’t ever let go.

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