The sock

Part 1


In the morning I awoke with a fright. I stumbled clumsyly across the room too imideatly look  in my sock draw to see if it was still there... I looked around suspiciously with greedy eyes making sure no soul was glancing in my direction. I unraveled
the sweaty sock with my gritty hands- then mum came in. I shoved the smelly sock into my nighties pocket as quick as lightning, before she opened the door.
- "Sweety are you awake yet?"
- "yes" I mumbled.
-"Come downstairs then poppet Ive made your breakfast,"mum said reluctuntly.
-"I think I should get changed first tough..."
-"Fine make it quick, it might get cold otherwise."sighed mum. With that she closed the door. I took the sock out from my pocket, I opened it as fast as I could before anyone else could open the door.
The most wanted stolen gold medalian lay in my hand. The funny thing was that no one suspected that I had stolen it...
TO BE CONTINUED !!!!!!

Description of medalian:
Gold, encrusted with every kind of expensive jewls and stones on it, beutifull silver patterns in the midle.