Like I said, I woke up and went for my adventure. I opened the front door
and the adventure began. The first place I went was to Mr. Herb's but to
my surprise when I opened the front door his house was empty.
Apparently he had moved to another part of town. I was somewhat disappointed
that he hadn't said good bye, so this is why I wrote this letter.
Anyways back to my story, the next place my journey took me was to
a tipi, there was some pretty scary stuff in there. There were lots
of sharp pointy things, hats, animal furs. The scariest part was the
guide! He was huge, at first I ran away. He called after me saying he
wasn't going to hurt me so I finished the rest of the tour.
When
the tour was all done, I asked my new found friend the big fellow where to
go, he then said I should go to the park. Taking his advice I went and
played with all the kids that were there. I played for a few hours.
I got rather bored after being there so long, so I went out to find some
more adventure. I searched numerous places around the neighborhood until I came
to the woods. I was told to, "Never ever, ever go into those woods."
I considered this but then concluded that if Christopher Columbus gave up on
his adventure; I wouldn't be here now would I? So with that in mind I puffed
put my chest and away I went. It was dark, gloomy, and damp. I quickly became
scared. My imagination got away on me, and I began to picture dragons,
wolves, Boogeymen and every other deformed character I'd ever see in
a scary movie. I got out of there, as fast as my little legs would carry me.
Still scared, I climbed up a firm, solid oak tree. There I decided I
would camp out for the night, in case I was being followed by
unmentionable things. This of course lasted about thirty minutes when
my boredom got the best of me. I then climbed down, and looked for something to
quench my boredom.
I soon found a fellow human, I knew I had seen him before, and even knew
his name was Glen Quagmire. He was mowing his grass as I was passing. I
sized him up and figured that he must have been a nice guy. So I spoke up, he
at first couldn't hear me so he turned off the lawn mower. We then began to
chat about pointless things; I believe adults call it "small talk"?
Well anyways we didn't talk about anything worth mentioning.
While talking to Glen, I heard my mother's voice calling for me. As if on
cue, my stomach started growling like a lion. I then hurriedly ran around
the rest of the neighborhood at a quick pace. I located my house, and then
proceeded to continue into my kitchen. There my eyes beheld a marvelous sight,
a supper fit for a hungry adventurer. We sat, said grace then dug in. After
supper I became very tired, I fell asleep on the couch where I dreamed dreamily
dreams. My adventure was a complete success. Mission have fun all day accomplished.
