I knew that something was wrong with our class cupboard. When ever a child opened it a flick of light would shine and the innocent kid would turn to stone. " ROXY!" shouted Mrs Kovbon , " get me a packet of felt-tip pens". I knew that today was Roxy's last day. Slowly I watched her open the doors. As bright as a golden crown , the light beamed at Roxy. SHE WAS TURNED TO STONE! I knew what had to do. at play i got a cure for Roxy. I got back and sprinkled some dust on her .ROXY IS FREE!