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Page 5. Page A Day story

Posted: September 19, 2014 in book club
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Then a letter addressed to her in her mum’s handwriting:


To our beloved Daughter,

I am sorry we did not tell you earlier but we think it is time you know. Your parents died when you were one. Your mother was my sister so we took you in and raised you as our daughter.They were killed in a car accident. You survived with only a head injury. It was predicted that you would not live past the age of five but you proved them wrong and became super smart. When you built that racing car out of spare parts we were so happy that we could not believe our eyes. The enclosed picture is of your parents at their wedding. Here is your father’s cufflink and your mother’s opal from her wedding dress.

 Love from your aunt and uncle (you’ll always be our little girl though)

Ann tipped the envelope upside down and two little things fell out a suit cufflink and an opal with a chain. She stared at them for a couple of minutes then attached them to her neck chain.
She put the envelope in the bag and took out the sunglasses. She put in the last three wires, and as she was closing the hole, a hand grabbed them and pulled them out of her grasp.



Page 4. Page A Day story

Posted: September 18, 2014 in book club
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Ann put the money in her pocket and went to the garage to find her parents waiting for her. Her father was doing the final check on his bike and her mother was drying herself with her towel as she opened the door. Her father looked up from his work only when the door swung shut. Her father stood up and gave his only daughter a hug.

“Bye, sweetie and good luck,” said her father and that looked like he was about to cry.

“See you,” said Ann in the same tone, “Bye mum.”

“Come here you little monster and give me a kiss,” teased her mother.

“Can you guys come to the station with me?” asked Ann as she gave her mother a kiss.

“Sure,” she replied as she put on her dress.

As they walked out of the garage, her mother gave her an envelope and whispered, “Open it on the train.”

“Yes, mum,” she replied.

She slowly walked down the street. They walked down Moreland road towards the station. At the station her father bought a ticket and gave it to Ann.


“You’re welcome,” said her father.

“Be good, Ann,” her mother told her as she gave her a kiss.

Ann stepped on to the train. She found four seats. As the train started to move Ann pulled out the envelope her mother had gave her. It was a golden colour with her mother’s hand writing on it. She cut it open with her pocket knife and pulled out a letter and a picture of two people, a lady in a white wedding dress and man in a black suit.
She unfolded the letter. It was addressed to her:

Page 3. Page A Day story

Posted: September 18, 2014 in book club
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As she got to the back door her father said, “Take off your wet clothes and leave them on the step.”

“Yes sir.”

Ann took off most of her clothes and put on the spares that were hanging a peg on the wall. A red t-shirt, black shorts, red runners and black jacket. She climbed up the red carpet stairs and into the first door on the right. She grabbed her old footy bag and helmet from the rack. She put the bag on her bed and grabbed her two favorite shorts, jeans and tops and put them in her bag. Grabbed her other pair of shoes and put them in her bag. Undies, bra and socks – six pairs of each – and two pairs of bathers. Her jumper, jacket, raincoat and wallet into the bag. She put her pocket knife and sunglasses that she was working on in the bag. She zipped up her bag, picked it up and as she walked out, she turned around to see her neck chain, with her father’s cross and mother’s ring, sitting on her desk. She ran over to it and put it on. Ann turned off her light and closed the door. She walked down the stairs like an old man. At the bottom of the stairs was a twenty dollars with a message saying:


Spend on morning tea.


Ann was doing her morning run when she thought about the letter. Maybe it was just some trick being played by some kid at school.

“What’s the time?” Ann asked a lady in her early thirties.

“About ten past seven,” replied the lady.

“And the date?”

“19th of March.”


She ran down the street at full speed and turned into the back lane where she planned to take the emergency shortcut. As she pelted down the lane she jumped over a bin, ducked under two clothes lines and kicked down a really high bin and continued running. At the end of the lane there was a two metre high fence which she leaped at full speed and hoisted herself over. She landed in the swimming pool where her mother was doing laps. SPLASH! She landed next to her mother.

“OH…Hi mum,” she said in a sorry kind of tone.

“What on earth, Miss,” her mother asked crankily.


“To your room and pack to leave for J.T.S. NOW!”

“Yes mum, sorry mum, didn’t mean it aunty,” Ann mumbled.

“DON’T CALL ME THAT!” she raged.

“Ok,” sighed Ann as she climbed out of the water.

Just a week ago Ann’s life changed forever, when she got a letter from Ms. Athena.

Dear Miss Ann Traitor,

I would like to offer you a chance to enter my school.
First you must pass the tests.

Location: Federation Square, Melbourne, top of the huge steps.
Date: 19th of March
Time: 10:00 am sharp 
You are required to bring:
A helmet
A bag of clothes (enough for a week)

There will be a man called Mr. Julius waiting for you.

Yours sincerely,
Ms. Athena

This is when Ann’s life changed.