Story teller

Once, when Bobby was three, he got a cat. Sadly, the cat died because he was very old. Later he got a dog and that died of the same reason. It kept happening that they would get a dog or cat and it would die. So one day as he talked he said……

“I want an ant farm for my birthday.”

So on his birthday he got an ant farm. Sadly, he fed them cornmeal and they died. So he got a Nanny goat and a Billy goat. Some time went by and the Nanny goat had a kid which Bobby named Tommy.

Bobby was a boy who loved adventure, he liked d fishing to. So one day as he and his friend, Fredrick were pulling up fish after fish they decided to go hiking. So they went along picking up rocks, leaves, and even a couple of bones! Suddenly they stopped in front of some huge tracks.

“Say,’’ said Freddy, ‘’those are huge tracks that look like bear’s tracks.’’

‘’We better get my dad,’’ Bobby said.

“’Okay,’’ Freddy said. They ran to Bobby’s house and got his dad then ran back to the tracks.

“They are bear tracks!” Bobby’s dad exclaimed. “I will get my gun.” He got his 40mag and then started tracking down the bear. They walked until…

‘’Look there it is! Wow it’s big!’’ BANG THUMP, the bear fell to the ground.

‘’Lets haul this big tooting fella home!’’ Bobby cheered. Later that day …

‘’Good that is done. We better give some of this away.’’ Later…

“I hope we don’t have to eat this every day!!!!!! “

On normal summer nights Bobby would go meet his friends at the park. They would play and talk. One day though it happened that they could go camping. So it happened that they were camping when…

“What’s that?” asked John.

“I don’t know.” said Bobby. “I think it’s a skunk.”

“Uwe, it smells,” said David. “I hate the smell”

“I’m scared,” said Freddy.

“Your always scared,” said John.

“Of course,” said Freddy.

“Blaa,” said Bobby.

“Eeek!” cried Freddy.

“Good grief!” said John.

“I thought it was a bear.” said David.

“No, it was a shadow,” said Freddy.

“Arrrrrg,” said David.

“I ought to whack you,” said Bobby.

“Tomorrow I want to sleep in my own bed!” said Freddy.

“Good grief!” cried Bobby, David, and John.