Ryan's "My Friend the Snowman"

In this story, is "snowman".

I made a outside and My Dad helped me make it. My mom did to.

We put a scarf around it and we put cookies for the eyes and a carrot for the nose. We put two sticks for the hands and the became a magice .

He followed me into the house and he became my best friend. I keep him in the freezer. We can play whenever I want to play.



The End


 

Story by: Ryan, age 8

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