Once upon a time there was a hamster who lost his home. He woke up in the morning not knowing where he was. He thought, where am I? Why am I here? Why can't I smell breakfast? Of course he wasn't home. Instead he was on the side walk. He smelled grass, he felt the wet dew in the grass. Suddenly, mist filled the air. The mist was gray. He heard whispers. He could not see. He tried waving his hands like a fan, but that did not work. He walked forward. He was as sad as a fish who could not find water. If he was home he would be celebrating his birthday. He felt like crying but he knew that would not solve anything. He tried waving his hands again. This time the mist cleared. Suddenly the mist cleared like a speeding bullet. Then, out of nowhere his family and friends popped out. They shouted "Happy Birthday!" He stared in surprise. They all played and danced. Then, he asked, "Why are we here? I mean here out of nowhere." His grandfather answered "To give you a," he paused, "mini adventure."
8/23/2009
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Monday, August 24, 2009
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