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The Picasso Code (written by children from Hounslow Manor School, Lampton School, Chiswick Community School, Brentford School for Girls, Feltham Community College, and Isleworth & Syon School for Boys as part of the Brentford RTG BIG READ 2006)

The guard ran from his pursuer who had the cheque for $500,000. He then fell to the ground in front of Picasso's 'Jeune Fille Assise', and tugged the picture to the ground as the pursuer spoke, "Why run in a place as big as this?" The guard scrambled for his gun. As he looked up he caught a glimpse of the hood, which concealed the pursuer's face. "What do you want from me?" he asked.

The pursuer answered, "It is not from you I want something but someone else in this hotel." He clicked his weapon. "Do not worry this gun has no bullets just some sedative to help you catch some sleep," said the pursuer and the last thing the guard heard was the sound of a gun shot and a scream. And when he awoke the painting, cheque and the professor were gone.

Drake's phone began to ring; it sounded unfamiliar until he realised his whereabouts. He was in his house in America in his own bed. Drake realised that he was late for school by five minutes. He then heard his mother call for him: "Drake, get your sorry arse up from your pig sty of a bedroom, you'll be late for school".

"Yeah, Mum I'm coming, just wait a second" Drake yelled. Let me find my shoes and I'll be off!"

Drake managed to drag himself from his bed. "Whoa! That was some dream."

He ran out of the door passing the hotel from his dream. He went in to have a glimpse of the place, just to make sure, he thought. As he approached he saw a suitcase hanging from the top floor window. He thought he should tell the police, but would they accuse him? He ran out and instead of going to school he went home and told his mum. She said: "Why are you here? Come along now, school's not that bad!"

"Mum, I had a dream of a robbery around the corner and that I'd done it. Do I sleep walk?! I didn't want to tell you but I think I did it."

"What's going on darling?" said Drake's mum.

To be continued.

 
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