Nowthere were only two kites left in the air and we battle a bad man kite named Pitt Street Bull. Twice our tail with razor blades crossed over his rope but he still was flying and dipping and crossing and coming for our kite. Pitt Street Bull’s tail crossed our rope three times. It looked like he was winning the battle. ‘So we pretended we were hurt and started to fall flapping in the wind like a bird whose wing is broken’. Pitt Street Bull, saw that and was coming in for the kill. The Kite Man shouted “Pull! Pull! Pull!” I pulled and balled the rope furiously, the rope burning my hands. I already had blisters. Our kite rose and just as Pit was coming for the kill our tail cut his rope. We won the battle. At the same moment a big thunder and lightning flashed through the sky, Kite Man shouted “Lego! Lego! Lego the rope!” Away flew Baby Gal, into the thunder and lightning razor blades sparking! Baby Gal was on fire! Once upon an Easter
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