Monday, August 8, 2011

the bird

Once there was a baby bird in the nest with his mother. They were getting ready to have lunch. The baby bird knew how to fly. So they were getting ready to have lunch, and they were going somewhere after lunch. Guess where they were going? They were going straight into the driveway of a little girl.

This story all started by me. And this little girl, her name was Charlotte. And this little girl named Charlotte was one of a kind. This kind was very silly and ferocious. Silly and ferocious. She loved the cartoony Star Wars (only two of them). But she's going to try new ones other days. And those new ones might be too scary for her, but who cares? Because she is so brave. Well, sometimes, of course.

What happened to the bird? This may seem scary at first, but it has a happy ending. When the girl was getting ready to ride her bike, she put on her helmet and walked outside. The bird was still in the driveway. So when she was going out of her driveway, she didn't see the bird. She almost ran over it, but then the bird flew away. And when they got back to their nest, the mother bird did a funny kind of look on her face, and said, "Hey, I do not like that little girl, but she is very friendly looking."

And so the little girl rode and rode and rode to her friend Abby's house (with her mother, because it was across a speed street). She went to her friend Abby's house, and right in their tree was the bird's nest! Abby came out. We pointed to the bird, and after she saw it, she said, "Wow, that's very cool, Charlotte."

So after we showed Abby the bird, we went inside Abby's house for lunch. Then we changed into our bathing suits and went in the pool. And after that, we dried ourselves off and changed again. Then we went on the playground. It was getting close to bedtime, so we said good bye and went home.

The End.

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