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A short preview of a funny mystery story, "Agent
M and the Case of the Missing Sunflower Seeds". The short lines at the bottom are my favorite lines.
Kendra Blake
But anyway. I was at my desk, just sitting there, because...that's what one normally does at a desk, duh. My way of sitting at a desk is slightly different than most normal people's, though, for the reason that I always keep my feet on it. Even when I write out my cases and stuff. My teacher says I'm the most flexible boy in sixth grade. I can also put my feet behind my head. Well, at least I used to be able to. If I tried now, you might hear a loud pop, and--well, let's just say it wouldn't be a pretty sight, I can tell you.
Anyway, where was I? Oh, yes. Sitting at my desk. It was a Friday. No, guess it was Saturday. It doesn't really matter, I guess. Yes, it had to've been a Saturday, because it was just after the mail call came that the dame came. Mail comes every day but Sunday...how'd I get on that subject?
So this dame comes in as I was writing out my last case, and she's crying, and I mean with a capital C. As in Boo Hoo.
I happened to know this dame. Relationship: Sister. Age: Somewhere between brat and eight. Name: Annika Josephine. Personality: Wierd.
I tried to look serious as I thought the matter over, which was hard to do while enjoying a delicious chocolate-on-chocolate ice cream bar. Trying to look serious is the hard part, I mean, not the thinking part. I think on a regular basis, thank you very much.
I have to add here that my sister is obessive-repulsive. She obessively either eats sunflower seeds or chews and snaps gum, which makes her repulsive.