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	Story two is an example of a better constructed story than number one, but not as good as story three. Run your mouse over the entire text in the text box opposite - to select it, and right click to copy the text to your clipboard. Then paste the text into the utility for checking grammar and style linked to here. Take a look at the findings and the report. You may wish to compare the result with story one and story three, which will open up in new windows for later copying and pasting.		The house had been rented for four years. Georgia had moved in three months before the summer holiday with her little sister Sally. We were best friends and we made a gang, Sam, Georgia, Sally and I and we had our own meeting place at the back of Georgia's garden. It all started when Sam and I went to Georgie's house after school once. She was taking up her bedroom carpet to put a new one down. We helped her and we found this map of the house we were in and the garden. There was a picture of a fish where our den is so we gave it to Sam, (who's fish crazy). Sam said that it was a pike. We went to investigate and that's where we are now, our den. The den is underground - you move the slab of rock and climb down the hole. The actuall room is massive, it has an old blue rug on the floor and three battered plastic chairs. It also has a small table in it but it's broken. "Come on Laura, the meeting won't wait forever! We need you to help shift this slab." "Okay, I'm coming!" Scrape - Scrape. "You go first Georgie!" "Hey Sal, what are you doing? You've recked this place!" "What's up?" I climbed down to find chaos and devastion. The sight that met my eyes was terrible. Sally had pulled out a load of earth from the side and it was everywhere. "Out!" Insisted Georgie and out she ran, crying her eyes out. I looked at my watch to see it was time for Sam and I to go home so we said bye and went home. The next day we came back to Georgie's house. We went to the den. "Oh no!" Georgie exclaimed. "How does she do it?" Sam asked. The slab was off. We climbed down the hole to see wet soil everywhere. The whole wall was down but as we got closer I made out outlines of shells and teeth. "Look, another room!" I said excitedly we saw Sally grinning in the middle of the room, she was grubby and she had earth in her hair. There was a new room with shells and teeth of fish, even a stuffed shark! And Sal had found it!

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