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Story By Kevin JacombThis story is all about 3 Scouts who are going on an expedition for their Chief Scout Award. They were walking over the moors when suddenly the mist came down. All they could see was a light far off, so they made their way towards it. When they got there, they saw that it was a cottage. They knocked on the door. No answer. They knocked again. No answer. They tried the door handle. It was unlocked, so they went in. To their surprise, there before them was a table set for 3 people and a big pot of stew was cooking on the stove. Being Scouts they thought - "Seems a shame to waste it", so they sat down and ate it up. As it got late, they settled down on the floor and went to sleep. Halfway through the night, one of the Scouts woke up. He saw a light coming from under the bedroom door at the top of the stairs. "The owner must be back" he thought, "I had better go up and tell him who we are and what we are doing". So he got up and went quietly upstairs.Next morning, the other 2 Scouts woke up and saw that they were on their own. "The other Scout must have gone for help" they thought, "We'd better press on with the expedition and meet the other Scout along the way". They were walking over the moors when suddenly the mist came down. All they could see was a light far off, so they made their way towards it. When they got there, they saw that it was a cottage. They knocked on the door. No answer. They knocked again. No answer. They tried the door handle. It was unlocked, so they went in. To their surprise, there before them was a table set for 2 people and a big pot of stew was cooking on the stove. Being Scouts they thought - "Seems a shame to waste it", so they sat down and ate it up. As it got late, they settled down on the floor and went to sleep. Halfway through the night, one of the Scouts woke up. He saw a light coming from under the bedroom door at the top of the stairs. "The owner must be back" he thought, "I had better go up and tell him who we are and what we are doing". So he got up and went quietly upstairs. Next morning, the other Scout woke up and saw that he was on his own. "The other Scout must have gone for help" he thought, "I'd better press on with the expedition and meet the other Scouts along the way". He was walking over the moors when suddenly the mist came down. All he could see was a light far off, so he made his way towards it. When he got there, he saw that it was a cottage. He knocked on the door. No answer. He knocked again. No answer. He tried the door handle. It was unlocked, so he went in. To his surprise, there before him was a table set for 1 person and a big pot of stew was cooking on the stove. Being a Scout he thought - "Seems a shame to waste it", so he sat down and ate it up. As it got late, he settled down on the floor and went to sleep. Halfway through the night, he woke up. He saw a light coming from under the bedroom door at the top of the stairs. "The owner must be back" he thought, "I had better go up and tell him who I am and what I'm doing". So he got up and went quietly up the stairs. At the top, he put his hand on the bedroom door handle, and slowly turned the handle.... BOO!!!
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