One windy cold morning,I decided to walk over to grandma's. Grandma's house was two miles away. Mom gave me my favorite and a basket of apples to give Grandma.
Off I go up the hill and down the path to Grandma's. On my way I met up with
. I was scare at first. But, he was friendly. He was hungry,I gave him an apple,then another,then another until he was full.
Then off I went to Grandma's. When I got there Grandma was taking a hot apple pie out of the
. I was hungry I ate a piece, then another,then another.