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Annotated Page / Title : Character/Problem Genre on ining Soluti enterntaning The Lost Treasure begi action I dropped to my knees and peered under the bed. Pulling the sheets and blankets off my bed, I frantically searched through the pile. I checked my drawers and closet. Nothing! Boy was my grandfather going to be mad! He trusted me with the ancient relic, the arrowhead he found in the desert outside his pueblo where he grew up and I lost it! motivation It was small and sharp with pointy edges in the shape of a triangle. The elaborative detail: Object stone fit perfectly in my palm. When you looked closely, you could see flecks of silver mixed in with the gray tone of the rock. Grandpa said it was used back in the days when Native Americans tribes would hunt for food. I placed it carefully on the shelf over my desk but now it was gone! feelings My lower lip began to quiver and I wiped at a tear from my eye. How story questions would I tell my grandfather? What would he say? Would he be disappointed? I decided to keep up the search at least until he got here. suspense - conflict I reached over and pulled my bed apart one more time. This time I shook out the covers, crawled under and over them, but still found nothing. I climbed under the bed. It was dark and there were some left over blocks from one of my creations, a few pieces of cracker crumbs from snack, and a marble. No arrowhead in sight! I sighed and turned toward the dresser. dialogue “Maybe it fell in here,” I silently whispered. The drawer held all of my main event treasures. I pushed aside my marble collection, a few baseball cards, the golf ball I found outside and bits and pieces of my string ball. Still no arrowhead! Just then I heard the front door open. My mom squealed and I heard her welcome my grandpa in. I hung my head! Grandpa lived far away in the desert. The last time he was here was at the holidays when he gave me the arrowhead. No time like the present, I thought and turned the knob of my bedroom door. thought 64 (continued) ©2019 Empowering Writers, LLC  Annotated Page description Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a glint of silver. Could it be, I wondered. I quickly walked to the other side of the room and pushed the chair away from the desk. I crouched down low to get a better look and saw the action corner of something gray. Crawling under my desk, I reached out and scooped the item into my hand. My heart fell! Just a rock from my rock collection! main event cont. Reluctantly I shuffled out of my room and down the stairs to see feelings Grandpa smiling that huge grin. I ran into his arms and sobbed, “I lost your arrowhead!” He patted my back and glanced over at my mom. She rushed over to me and spun me around. There on the fireplace mantle was the arrowhead in a glass case. My mom found it under my bed when she cleaned solution my room and decided to have it mounted and preserved for me. I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. Grandpa and I picked it up and looked at it. It was beautiful. The frame had some ancient carvings and the arrowhead sat on a cushion of black velvet. memory I told Grandpa how frantic I was when I realized the arrowhead was missing. He laughed when he saw my room turned upside down. This one- decision of-a kind relic deserved an honored place on my shelf. Treasures come in all shapes and sizes and this one was truly special. Extended Ending Theme: Take care of your treasures Perseverance pays off 65 ©2019 Empowering Writers, LLC