As they poked their heads out of their windows, they drank in the view through eyes squinted against the icy, punishing wind. The world they knew appeared as insignificant specks, hundreds of metres below.
They had been banished. It was time to find a new home.
“TOM” shouted Jack, “They've got us.” “Wow!” shouted Tom who was unfortunately on the toilet at the time he came out with his bare bottom winking in the sun it was the moment they had both been dreading. “ They look like shells” “0r balls” sait Jack & Tom togher: ‘
What do we do?” “We’re already 3 miles up!” said a voice behind them. The boys turned around, “Granny!” shouted the boys flung in to her arms. “Hello, kids!” said granny. I took a picture.
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