All at once they fell over, on there bottoms. I stared at them helplessly they had landed in a massive bit of cowpat. I sniggered. I sniggered so much that I fell helplessly into a undigested patch of chewed up grass. We went home that day cow pat and all ,when we got home mum sniffed out a mysterious smell , well, not for us, it's the cow pat. Meanwhile my mum washed our stained clothes, we stomped up our red velvet fluffy stair cover up the wooden stairs and plonked up onto my top bunk but not really, someone was really sitting on it .It was a little tiny elf. His bright green eyes stared at me ,me and my friends toppled over like a stack of cards ,with fright. Why was there an elf on my bed ? "hello my name is Boggy ""um....." I murmured " what are you doing here ?" " I have come to tell you that you must not go back to Hogwarts because there are plots!" "um... I am not harry potter " I mumbled "OOPS!" said Boggy  and in a puff of smoke he had vanished....." WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING !?" screamed the cleaner "IVE ALLREADY CLEAND YOUR BED AND...OH NOW ITS DIRTY !" .We ran out my room in an instant. "who is that ? asked Clara "well, its my cleaner" "oh "said Clara then we burst like a constipated balloon with laughter , in a massive lump.