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The only thing I was any good at was

playing tricks on people. You couldn’t do

that as a job could you? On the other hand,

a day out at Wizard Park would be

fantastic. I’d always wanted to go to the

best theme park in the world and Wizard

Park was definitely that. Jake had already

handed his entry in. He was bound to be

one of the prize winners. But I had dyslexia.

The competition just seemed like too much

effort to me.

Jake didn’t see my dyslexia as a problem.

“You could write about Clara,” Jake said

as we walked home. “After all, it’s only a

competition about how well you can write

something up. Put something about Clara!

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