Fiction by Arthur Turner.In progress.
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Many century's ago in a streets of London lived a boy called Edmond because his mother and farther had died he lived with his granny . Inside his granny's house there was not much to do so Edmond spent most of time outside .
One day when Edmond went outside he saw vixen,there were three fox cubs sat beside her.There den was just across the road from where Edmond and his granny lived.
The next day when Edmond looked out of his window he saw the vixen lay dead in the middle of the road.Blinking back his tears he rushed down the stairs ,put on his dressing gown and stepped out side.
Suddenly Edmond noticed where the den had been was not there and nether were the cubs .Then he noticed that the three cub's where now living in his garden!
At first he wanted to go over to the foxes but then he decided to tell his granny what had happened.
When his granny had herd she wanted to see for her self so she rushed over to the window .She also started to weep .But when she saw the playful cubs in her garden a smile crept across her face then she decided to ceep them until they grue up.
The young fox cubs where not fussy eaters so they usually fed them smoked salmon or mince beef however they only drank mountain water or milk.They slept in a box filled with straw in the corner of Edmond's room.
At times when not many people were around Edmond would often take the three cute foxes on a walk around the block to see things that they had never seen before.
Soon they grue out of the box so Edmond and his granny decided to make a home for them in the shed. The three foxes liked it in the shed because it was dark a they could chase the mice.