Meet Melody. She is soft, fluffy and cute. She has a pink hood, a blue bow, a flower, and some fat legs. But let’s not talk about that right now.

    She hated her car more than anything. It is really small and tight. She had a green and short car. She  drove it every day for her work. But now she didn't, because she could not work. She wished she has a supercar Porsche 911. 

    The Porsche 911 was her favourite car. Not even a more modern and luxury car, like a Porsche Taycan. A Porsche 911. She heard in the news everyone had a dream car, and they got it. Like Hello Kitty, who had Melody's current car (in fact Melody brought Hello Kitty's old car) and her dream car was a Porsche Taycan, and she got it. 

    But it wasn't fair Melody couldn't get her dream car!

This is my car.

    One day she went to a car show. There was a green car - like hers, a blue car which looks bigger, and a Porsche 911. 

    Melody checked the name tags on all of the cars. The green car was a Smart, the blue car was a Citroen, and the Porsche was obviously a Porsche 911.  

    "How expensive is this Porsche?" asked Melody.

    "One million trillion billion thousand pounds," said the man who owned the car show.    

    "How did Hello Kitty get a Porsche Taycan?" asked Melody.

    "It was free, because someone who owned it died and allowed others to take it," said the man.

    "To see discounts, log onto Porsche.com, and subscribe a free trial  to se magazines every day," said the man.

Car Show

The next day, Melody drove to work in her car. She saw the same Porsche as she saw in the car show. It was owned by a really rich man. However, Melody was not really rich, so she felt jealous.

The next day, Melody received exciting news. She got enough money for the blue car in the show! So, she sold her old car to a Car Shop (and someone brought it and payed it to Melody). So with the money that Melody got from her sold car, along with the money that she originally had, she brought the blue car.

The next day, news came up. The owner of the Porsche had died, and the man had wrote an address because he allowed other people to take his car. This is what it said;

The Porsche Magazine

The Man of the Porsche, 64, died yesterday. Get his Porsche 911, if you wish! 

Address of the Porsche: C17, 9BT

I want that Porsche!

Soon after that, Melody drove in her blue car to the address, where the Porsche was. She took the Porsche, and drove it.

The next day, a poor man saw the news. He also went there, where the Porsche was meant to be, and he saw a…

Blue car?! Not a Porsche 911?!?!

Confused, the man brought the blue car, but he was depressed he didn’t see the Porsche. He decided to crash the Porsche that looked like the one in the photo. He didn’t know that someone took it. 

Meanwhile, Melody was at home washing the Porsche. She didn’t want anyone to recognise the car. She scrubbed this and that. She sprayed water over the car. She accidentally sprayed some over her face. Finally, Melody’s clothes were all wet, not the Porsche. Melody didn’t care. It already looked dashy and modern.

The next day, Melody found out that her car was running out of fuel! She went to the petrol station, not finding the queues were really long.

When it soon became Melody’s turn to refuel her car, the petrol station manager said…

“No Supercars, especially Porsche 911, allowed here”. 

Melody had to switch petrol satiations and none allow supercars. Finally, Melody’s car ran out of fuel.