How boring is the winter. The snow is beautiful, but so cold! Actually, Grace loves the summer and all those sunny days playing in the garden. Some minutes later, she realised something. There was a good smell in the air, mom was cooking something. She went to the kitchen and saw cookies on the table. "You cooked cookies, thanks mom, how delicious!,, She was about to eat but her mother stopped her. "Wait! The cookies are too hot, they need to cool!,,
Grace went to the bathroom. While she was washing her hands and her mom was in the living room, something happened. When both came back to the kitchen, something was not where it should have been. "Where are my cookies?,,

"I won't stop until I find my cookies!,, Grace went out, looking for evidence, someone, something that could help her.
She was acting like a detective. "Detective work is easy!,, She asked everybody but no one in that small town had seen nothing. "Ask your mother to cook more and bring me some cookies!,, answered a rude boy.
Grace was disappointed and sad. She was hungry too. When she came back home, she saw something. Footprints, but not human footprints! It was stange, the footprints came from the window. Graces day wasn't going well, and things weren't getting better. It started to rain, and the night was coming. She was afraid, scared and alone.
Quickly, she realised that the footprints were disappearing. If she wanted to know who ate the cookies, it was the right time! "It's now or never!,, she thought. She was almost crying, but actually, was capable of dealing with danger, a very brave little girl.
Grace decided to go and follow the frail to the end. Now she was in front o a big tree. "Wh-wh-who is there?,, but no one answered. She went to the other side. "Oh, my cookies!,,
Her cookies were there. Actually, her cookies and her dog, Puppy!The mystery of the cookies disappearance was solved.
"I thought being a detective would be simple. Now I know how strong I was!,,Déborah Mestre
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