Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Lost on the Trail

(by Pink Bow)
I, Pink Bow, am really lost on this map. Because I bounced off to drink some water. I heard a whooosh sound near the trees. I bounced as fast as I could. I wished I had feet so I could zoom, zoom, zoom! It was a boy. I knew his name was Picker, the bouncy ball. Picker knew the way we found the group again when we were safe. The end.

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