Blue Bear
I have a Blue Bear. I love my Blue
Bear. I always dreamed and prayed that my Blue Bear would come to life.
If he did, this is what would happen:
Blue Bear would jump in bed with me at night.
As he fell asleep, I would read him a story.
In the morning, he would wake me up and I would
feed him real food. Blue Bear likes toast and bacon for breakfast.
Next, we would go to the backyard. There we
would jump on the trampoline. Blue Bear would jump and go into a cannon
ball position. He would land on his bottom. We would laugh and have fun
together. Playing makes us hungry. We would go inside to get a drink of
water and a grilled cheese sandwich.
I would ask my friend Katie to bring her bear
out, too. We would play ring-around-the-rosie together. Then my mom would
call us for bathtime. She would put pink bubbles in the tub. A bubble fight
is bubbly fun. Next, we would get dried off. We would be getting tired.
Our day was the best. It was filled with all
the things that are about friendship. We would have the best day if Blue
Bear could really come to life.
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