Capitals, Full Stops and Commas (Group 1)

Maybe I’m too old to believe in magic and wishes, but I don’t care. I still do it.

Ding, dong! The doorbell rang. We weren’t expecting anybody else.

She gave me the first piece, and it was awesome. Chocolate with vanilla cream in the middle – delicious.

It’s like magic is in the air or something.

I frowned, trying to think. Was this a trick? Was I about to get pranked? “Okay,” I said slowly and headed for the door.

He likes calling me kiddo. Mom says it’s because he’s always calling us kids by the wrong names.

Mom took the cake away to cut it into slices.

My grandparents clapped and my little sister stuck her chubby finger into the puffy clouds of icing.

“Why don’t you go answer the door, kiddo?” suggested Dad.

She’s always doing dumb things like that. Mom took the cake away to cut it into slices.

I closed my eyes, made my wish,and blew.