‘Well go on then off to Peters house’, said Mom. You see every Sunday I must go to my friends house for the day. Peters house is small and very cold and we have nothing to do. Finally, we’re going to the library to study our History. I found a history book and the first word I saw was a red cup and that it was buried in Peters back garden. We ran back to his shed and grabbed a shovel and dug up his garden and found it. We said that we would touch the red cup and as soon as we did, we both vanished…..