Monday, November 24, 2008
My Lost Teddy Bear By: Ashley
This is something that I will always remember. I got a teddy bear from my Uncle Skip when he was in Las Vegas. It is brown with a red shirt on. I would squeeze it and hug and kiss it. I even put it in my baby stroller and wrapped it up in a baby blanket. It was fun to take it all over my house. Sometimes I would take it to church. Then one day, my teddy bear was missing. I was sad. I was scared because I lost my favorite teddy bear. I had never lost my teddy bear before. I looked all over the place. My mom, dad, and my sister, Brooke, all helped me try to find it. I will always remember the day I lost my teddy bear. It was terrible because I could not find my favorite teddy bear. Then, I found it. My mommy forgot that it was packed away in a box when we were moving. I was so happy to finally find my teddy bear. I was happy and know not to ever lose my teddy bear again. I have it on my bed every day so I don't lose it. I kiss it goodbye every day, and I sleep with it every night.
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3 comments:
Hi Ashley,
Teddy Bears are really very special friends. I'm glad you found your lost Teddy Bear. I enjoyed your story.
Grandma Welch
nice story
That was a happy ending. I hate losing things too.
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