Introduction
Hi, I’m Sunny! I’m six months old! I’m a polar bear, if you’re wondering. I live in Antarctica.
Two months ago, my best friend Mark asked, “Do you want to go party in two months?”
I said yes…
Chapter One: The Guy with the Muscat
Now it is three in the morning, and I am cuddled up with my mom and excited to go to the party.
“Is it time yet?” I ask desperately.
“It’s too early,” Mommy says.
“Okay,” I say before I go to sleep.
Now it’s 7:30, and I’m waking up. “Mommy mommy, wake up!!!” I exclaim.
“Yes?” Mommy says.
“Time to wake up!” I say.
I go to the sweater closet and grab my blue sweater. Mommy grabs her sweater, and we head to the party.
We live on Sixth Avenue on the corner of Polo Street.
Now we are at the party, and we are eating cupcakes, and someone shouts, “Piñata time!”
Someone smacks a piñata, and a bunch of pondy (candy) comes out, and anyways we all grab pondy, and then we hear big, big footsteps. Then, we see a big human man with a muscat. We all drop our candy and run. I don’t know what to do. I see Mommy, and then I don’t.
Chapter Two: Where’s Mommy?
“Mommy mommy!” I shout. No one responds. I drop to the floor and start crying. “MOMMY!!!” I shout. My tears grow bigger.
Later that day, I find my house.
“Yes!” I shout. I go inside.
There is no one there, and I start to cry even more. I start to think about all the fun things Mommy and I did, and I go back to my first thought.
“This all happened because of the party,” I say to myself.
Now it is close to night time. Time for supper! I go to the waterfall to catch some fish. I am tired. I should go to bed now. Later that night, I hear a noise. “Hoo hoo,” says the noise.
“AHHH! I wish Mommy was here,” I say, trying not to cry.
Now it is 6:00 in the morning. “I guess I can go look for Mom,” I say.
While I am walking, I see a drama sign. What I mean by drama sign is it says, Drama this way. I followed it. Now I am on a cloud. “Where am I?” I say, trying to get someone’s attention. I hear no one. “HELLO!” I shout. I crawl forward. Someone jumps up. “AHHH!” I shout while I fall over in surprise.
“My job is done,” the someone says as she walks away.
That moment, I remember I am on a cloud, and clouds are made of gas and water, and water is a liquid that I can drink. I then stuff my face in cloud.
Chapter Three: Drama
“Well, well, well, look who it is,” a man says.
He is tall and is wearing black boots, a black hoodie, and black jeans. I sit up and brush the cloud off my fur.
“Who is it?” I ask.
“You!” the man says.
I get confused. “Me?” I ask.
“Yes, you,” the man says.
“Oh, okay,” I say.
“Where’s your mom?” the man asks.
“Uhh, I don’t know,” I say.
“Well, that’s a problem,” the man says. “Then I guess I’ll have to take you to the polar orphanages,” the man says.
“No, please, no!” I say. I shiver in fear.
“Okay, fine. You’ll just have to pass this obstacle.”
“Okay,” I say.
The man leads me to the road. He shows me a bunch of cars that have no one in them. He tells me, “If you could jump over all these cars nonstop, you’ll move to the next one. Okay?”
“Got it,” I say.
“No, you’re supposed to say ‘okay,’” the man says.
“Okay?” I say, confused.
“Come on.” He grabs his timer, and then he times me. “Three, two, one, go!” the man says.
I start jumping over the cars. When I’m near the finish line, the man holds out a cone, and I have to avoid it.
“Ah!” I scream, but I avoid it.
Now he leads me to the next obstacle.
“Good, my boy,” he says.
“Thanks,” I say back.
Now for the next obstacle, he leads me to a bunch of cones and a little scooter, and he tells me, “Get on that scooter, and avoid all those cones in under ten seconds!”
That second, I realize that there are not a lot of cones. I feel confident for a second though. I hop on the scooter, and the man says, “Go!”
I go as fast as I can. “I’m making it! I’m making it!” I shout. “Oh no,” I say. There are a bunch of cones in the way. Now I have to avoid them all. I do that in five seconds. I’m at the finish line!
But the man says, “It took fifteen seconds. You didn’t complete it. Say goodbye to your dreams of living away from the orphanage.”
I look to the ground. The man picks me up and throws me in a car.
“Please, no!” I shout one more time.
“You shouldn’t have listened to the sign,” the man says.
“Well, then why do you have it?” I ask.
“Because, to make people fall for this. Duh,” the man says.
He drives away really quickly. Then, he gets out of the car and opens the door of the back seat, and he picks me up. Then, he gets on his boat and goes to another island. I try not to cry. The man looks at me and looks happy. Soon, we are at the other island. He picks me up, and I see a sign that says Polar Orphanage.
He shoves me in a room, and it doesn’t look so much like a room. It looks more like a bunch of bars. He shoves me in with a plate of food. Little does he know that I am strong. When he leaves back in his boat, he does not take the same boat. He takes a different one.
“How come?” I say to myself.
Now, since I am strong, I open the bars. I jump out. I see a bunch of other animals. Some of them like it, and some of them don’t. For those who don’t like it, I open their bars. Soon, I see a gorilla.
“What are you doing here?” I ask.
“Well, I couldn’t find the gorilla orphanage, so I came here. But I really don’t like it. The ceiling is too low.” Bang! He hits his head.
“Okay,” I say.
I open the bars, but it is not big enough. I keep trying and trying, but it’s just not opening. I look around the room. Hmmm. I find the keys to his room.
“Yes!” I shout with excitement.
“Well, are you going to get me out or not?” the gorilla asks.
“Oh, right,” I say.
I run over to his room, and I open it. But quickly, I grab all the food I can and run out with all the animals. Then, I see a big yacht.
I go over and ask the gorilla, “Can you steer boats?”
“In my sleep!” the gorilla says.
“Great,” I say.
Everyone climbs on the yacht, and we drive away, back to Antarctica. I find some instruments on dock, and everyone plays one. Soon, we are at Antarctica. I see someone on their boat.
“Oh no!” I shout. “Quick, everyone, hide!”
We all kneel. The gorilla runs downstairs, because he doesn’t have anywhere to go. We all crawl downstairs with the gorilla.
“Woo, that was a close one!” I say.
We all run back to the main dock. The gorilla keeps steering. Finally, we are at Antarctica. We all see the man. I run into a wig shop with the animals.
“I have a plan. So, we all buy wigs and costumes, so we look like different animals to the man. Then, gorilla, you dress up as a human, so he knows that you own the yacht, okay?!” I say.
“Okay!” everyone says.
I get all of the wigs and costumes, and gorilla is all dressed up. He has a mustache, and a beard wig, and he has on a Santa costume, even though it’s January.
“I’m excited to go on the yacht to go see my gorilla friends!”
Chapter Four: Back to the Orphanage
We all go outside looking different.
“Do you know if there are six bright white polar bears and a big handsome gorilla in the wig shop?” the man asks the gorilla.
“Uh no,” the gorilla says stressfully.
“Oh, okay,” the man says. “Well, I think I know where they are. They might be right in front of my face!” the man says as he rips of all of our disguises.
“I need a new plan,” I mutter to myself. The man throws us in a go-kart. “How come it is not a boat?” I ask myself.
He puts us all in cozy seats and puts the gorilla and three polar bears in a different go-kart and the rest of us in another.
We are now going to a different orphanage, and they put three polar bears in one room, and the other three polar bears in the other room, and the gorilla in a go-kart. The man drives him away to a gorilla orphanage, and his mom is sitting on the steps waiting for him. I wish my mom was sitting on the steps for me. I start to cry again.
The room the man puts us in is very cozy. It has three big cushions that I want to sleep on, it has a big, bright, and shiny window, a beautiful rug, and three little places to do your business… Anyways, I sit in front of the window and sit there a long, long, long, long time, and then I hear a pulling noise. It sounds like a curtain. I turn around, and I see a polar bear pushing a curtain.
“Yay, we have a curtain. So we have some privacy!” I say.
The polar bear who was pushing and pulling the curtain says, “I know! It’s so fun!”
Then, I look around the room, and I also find a bookshelf. I run over to it and start pulling out a million books.
“Whatcha doing?” the other polar bear says.
“Oh, just pulling out a million books,” I say.
“I’m just tired. I want to go to sleep,” the other polar bear says, while he’s pulling the curtain shut.
Once he is fast asleep, I mutter to myself, “This is not going to be fun if everyone hates me because my plan didn’t work.”
The polar bear who was pushing and pulling the curtains says, “I won’t hate you!” He pats me on the back. “I thought your plan was amazing.”
I go over to the polar bear that was pushing and pulling the curtains, and I go over to ask his name.
He tells me that his name is Jeremy.
I tell him mine. “Hi, I’m Sunny,” I say.
Chapter Five: A New Chapter Begins
When the other polar bear wakes up, he goes straight to the business section, and when he is done, I go over to him, and I ask him his name.
He tells me, “The name’s Danie, bro.”
“Oh, my name is Sunny,” I say back.
“Well, then you’re a rare one,” he tells me.
“I am?” I say, confused.
“Yes,” he pauses. “The name Sunny is a rare one, kid,” he tells me and soon says, “I know a lot about the name Sunny, and one thing I know about is that if your name’s Sunny and if you lose your mom, the name Sunny will not grow stronger.”
“Oh,” I say sadly.
Quickly, he says, “But if you really feel like you’re important, you will grow stronger.”
“Hmm,” I say to myself.
“What?” Danie asks.
“Oh, nothing,” I say.
“Well then,” he says. He runs over to the door, and he tries to open it, but it’s locked. “Dang it!” Danie says.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Oh, nothing, it’s just that the door is locked,” Danie says.
“Duh, it’s always going to be locked!” I say.
“Oh,” he says.
I look around the room, and I see a hammer. I walk over to it.
“What’s this?” I ask everybody.
They both tell me, “It’s a hammer.”
“Well, I’ve got a plan, then.”
“Your last plan didn’t work, so how can we trust you?” they say.
“Just watch. Maybe you don’t have to, but I will!” I say.
“Okay, then we’ll just watch,” they say.
I run over to the window, and I take a peek.
They say, “You’re really going to jump out the window? That’s too risky!”
“No, it’s not!” I say. I take another peek. I see how high up we are, and I say, “Yes, it is too risky.”
I put the hammer down and walk away. Then, I try to get on my hind legs. Then that doesn’t work, and I find a stool and jump on it. It’s not high enough. Then, I jump on a higher stool. It’s too high. Then, I look around the room again. I find the perfect looking stool. It’s just the right size! I run over to it and jump on it. Everyone was looking at me the whole time.
“Uh, what are you doing?” they ask.
“Hehe,” I say. “Just trying to get this, uh, thing.”
“Oh, okay!” Danie says.
“I want to see it!” Jeremy says.
“Ugh, fine,” I say. “Just a little peek!”
“What, we never agreed to that,” Jeremy says angrily.
“Even though we didn’t decide on it, doesn’t mean I can’t hide it!” I say.
“Hey!” Danie says. “Rhymes won’t work this time.”
“Hey, you just said a rhyme!” I said.
“You can’t keep rhyming, we don’t have much time.”
“Hey, you just rhymed again!” he said.
“Okay, let’s just both stop rhyming,” we say together.
“Jinx! You owe me a Coke,” we both say.
“No, you owe me a Coke.”
“No, you owe me a Coke!”
“No, you owe me a Coke!”
“No, you do!”
“No, you do!”
“Can you guys shut the noise?!” Danie screams.
“Sorry,” we both say.
“Jinx! You owe me a Coke!” Jeremy says.
“Hey, there’s no vending machines in here,” I say back.
“Well, then why did we just start this huge fight?” he says.
“Uh, I don’t know.”
I run up the stool and go get my thing.
“Hey! You said I could have a peek!” Jeremy screams.
“Stop screaming!” Danie said.
I hide the thing with both of my arms. I fall off the stool. “Ahh!” I fall to the business section. “Ew! Ew! Gross! Gross!” I say.
I hear a loud banging noise. I think it was the window cleaner.
I shout at the window, “Hey, window cleaner! Can you let us out?”
Then, I realize it’s just a fight in the window next door. And then I run across the room and look out the other window. It is the window cleaner! I run over to him and start tapping on the window. Then, I draw a sign that says, Let us out to be free! I hold it up to the window. He ignores the sign. Well, at least I thought. I hear the door unlock. He has three little cages.
I ask him very quickly, “Are you trapping us in those or are you letting us free?”
He hesitates. “Uhhhh.” He runs away. A construction hat falls onto the ground.
“Thanks, window cleaner!” I say.
Then, I go to the corner of the room and say, “I’m tired. Let’s go to bed.”
Danie and Jeremy run to their bed. “I call this one!” they both shout.
“Okay then, I’ll go in the middle one,” I say.
Chapter Six: Jeremy’s Life
Now it is eight o’clock. I’m up, but still, no one else is up. I take a look around the room. It looks like someone has been eating my crackers. I look outside the window. I see a creepy man in a hoodie.
“Oh no,” I say. I bang on the window. The man turns around — it’s just the window cleaner. “Phew!” I say.
He takes a look at me — a very strange look. And then I look at his molars, and I see some bits of crackers.
“Hey, you ate my crackers!” I shout so loud that he can actually hear me. He looks at me so strange, but it actually looks more like shock. I immediately say, “Oh, do animals not talk on this continent?”
He falls over. Since we are so high up, he keeps tumbling and tumbling down. There is a man walking on his phone with earbuds on below him. The man who has earbuds in looks up. He sees a falling man coming towards him. He doesn’t know what to do! He doesn’t want to walk away. The man falls on him. Plump! I feel bad for the man. But it would be fun if that drop was a roller coaster… Anyways, wait, what is that? I smell something awfully terrible. It is Danie doing something.
“Nevermind,” I say.
“Hey, Sunny, come over here!” Jeremy shouts.
“Okay!” I shout back. I walk over to Jeremy.
“So the best way to be a friend is to tell them about their life,” he told me.
“Sounds great!” I say.
“Okay, I’m going to tell you about my life,” he says.
“So, are you going to tell me?” I say.
“Of course I am!” he says. “So, when I was born, it was not a good time. My dad died at the age of sixteen, and my mom was very, very brave to make me as a child. And then my mom, she got taken away, so now I was on my own, and I decided to travel around Antarctica. But that was a mistake. Some person found me, and he made me go to an orphanage, but I escaped it through a little hole in the window. I found a bowl of food outside the door, so I ate that and ran. Then, I went back to our house that we used to live in, but it was destroyed. It was practically melted. But there was one thing left in there: it was a piece of my mom’s fur.”
He reaches for the locket on his neck and pulls out his mom’s fur.
“Oh my gosh!” I say.
He keeps on with the story. “Then, I saw this drama sign, and I went the way that it said there was drama. Then, I was on a cloud, and someone jumped up behind me and scared me. I fell over. I got up and kept running. Then, I bumped into this weird creepy man. He picked me up with no hesitation and put me in a boat and locked me up. He steered the boat all the way to an orphanage. And then I met you!”
“Wow,” I said.
Chapter Seven: Escape
After Jeremy told me the story of his life, I take a look back at my life. “Wow, they’re pretty similar,” I say to myself. “Maybe he’s related to me.”
“Huh?” Danny says.
“Oh, nothing,” I say.
“Please tell me,” Danny says.
“Okay,” I say, ready to tell him a lie. “Well, so, basically I was thinking we could escape if someone who’s related to me could get us out.”
“Oh,” Danny says. “Who’s related to you?”
“My sister,” I said.
“Where is she?” Danny asks.
“I don’t know.” I shrug.
He takes a look out the window. He looks at the skyscraper right next to the orphanage building. He sees a bright white polar bear on the street that looks a bit like me.
“Hey, Sunny!” Danny says. “Come over here! I think I found your sister.”
“Really?” I say.
“Yup, really,” he says.
“Great!” I say. I run over to him. I take a look out the window. I shout, “That is my sister!” I take the hammer that I found, and I turn it around and use the wood part to bang on the window. “Hey, Lexi! Here! Open up!”
She looks up. She looks at me with her bright yellow smile. She does not brush her teeth. She runs to the door of the orphanage. She doesn’t ring the doorbell; she doesn’t knock. She finds a hole in the door, and she runs up the stairs.
She peeks through the mail hole, and I give her the hammer.
“Great!” she says. She smashes through the door.
“We’re out!” we shout.
I give my sister a big hug. “Wait, but what about the other people?” I say.
“Oh, right! Let’s go smash down their door.”
“Help! Let us out! Help! Let us out!” they shout.
We smash down their door.
“Yay!” they scream.
We all run out the door.
“Thank you,” I say to Danie.
We run out the building.
“Wait! We’ve got to put on our disguises,” I say.
“Why?” Danie asks.
“Because we can’t look like ourselves, because then they’re going to notice us and put us back in our cages!”
“Ohh,” they both say. “Hey, there’s an ice cream shop. Maybe we can stop and get ice cream.”
“We don’t have any money,” I say.
“Oh, right,” Jeremy says. “I was hoping for some ice cream.”
“Well,” I say. “I only have one dollar, and the only thing I can buy us with one dollar is something from the vending machine over there.”
“Let’s do it!”
I look at the options. There are a lot of gummy options, and I go for the Welch’s pack.
“We’re all going to share,” I say.
“Okay,” everyone says.
I push the button 74. The Welch’s pack falls, and falls, and falls. Finally, it reaches the bottom. I reach my hand in, and I grab the Welch’s pack. I open the bag. Everyone reaches for a gummy.
“Thanks!” everyone says.
“No more time for dilly-dallying. We’ve got to go,” I say.
“Okay,” everyone says. They start skipping out the door.
“What are you guys doing?” I say.
“Ummm, just skipping.”
“I said no dilly-dallying!” I say.
“Oh, right,” Jeremy says.
We walk as if we’re people going over to a boat.
“Hey, someone left this boat on! Let’s go in.”
Before I go over to the steering wheel, I see the guy running back to his boat.
“Uh oh!” I shout. I turn it on, and I go across the ocean.
“Hey! Get back here!” the man shouts.
He doesn’t realize that there’s no fence, and he starts to run over to his boat. He falls into the ocean.
“We’ve caused a lot of trouble today,” I say.
Chapter Eight: Fat Daddy Taco
When I go downstairs, I see a treasure chest. I open it, and there’s millions of dollars!
“Oh my gosh!” I shout. “Everybody, come downstairs!”
“What?” they all shout.
“I found a treasure chest full of money!” I bring it upstairs, up to the dock.
“Woah!” everyone says.
I see a sign. It says New York instead of Antarctica. I accidentally go to New York City. I see a statue. It’s the Statue of Liberty! We get off the boat, and we dock it. Everyone takes a shocked look at our boat, because they all have cars, and we’re the only ones dragging a boat on land. Everyone tries to not look away. Soon, we reach Fifth Avenue.
“Why is it only the Fifth Avenue? Then this avenue must be ancient!” I say. I go down one more avenue. It says Fourth Avenue. “This avenue is even more ancient!” I shout.
All the polar bears look at me, confused.
“Why are there polar bears in blue, and pink, and purple wigs?” one of the humans says.
I ignore it. I look at the avenue. Now that we have millions and millions of dollars, I look at the shops. I see McDonalds. Eh, too cheap! I look around again. Fatty Daddy Taco! I tell everyone to go over there and act like real humans. I see them go up to the counter.
They go in and ask the man, “Hello, may we please have 600 tacos to go, please?”
The man looks at me, but he doesn’t look away. He falls to the ground.
“Oh, do animals not talk in this dimension?” they say.
They go in the back of the kitchen. They find 600 tacos! They take them and run out.
“Here, let’s leave 1,000 dollars behind. This place might be too cheap,” they say.
They leave. I see them come back with the 600 tacos.
“What took you so long?” I say.
They tell me.
“Now I get it,” I say. “We have to find a house that we can live in.”
“Which house do we pick?” they say.
“We can’t just pick a house!” I say. “Here, let’s buy a million dollar house in the suburban areas.”
“Okay!” they all say.
I wander off into Red Hook. I see a giant Tesla shop.
“Ohh, let’s buy one of these!” I say.
I take another million dollar bill, and we choose a Tesla. I choose a bright white Tesla. I give them the million dollars, and that moment I realize that I don’t have a driver’s license, and we all can’t fit in one car! Uh oh!
Chapter Nine: Tesla!
I sit down on the ground. I sigh.
“What’s wrong?” Jeremy asks.
“Oh, it’s just that we all can’t fit into one Tesla, and I don’t have a driver’s license… ” There is something poking me on my tush. I look under me. It’s a driver’s license! “Never mind, I have a driver’s license!” I go back in the Tesla shop. I see a Tesla with six seats! “Our problems are solved!” I see another person in a black hoodie. He takes my briefcase. “Hey!” I shout. I run after them. My wig flies off. “Oh no!” I shout and run back to get it. Then, I realize the burglar is already down the block. “Oh no!” I say.
I see a police officer eating a giant burger. It looks like a skyscraper.
The police officer says to the guy, “What are you doing with that briefcase?”
“Uh, uh… ” He gives it to me right away and runs off. The police officer leaves.
We buy the Tesla, and we drive to New Jersey. There’s a big sign that says New Jersey. I see a house right in front of us. It says For Sale. It’s a giant mansion that costs 10 million dollars. It’s white, it has a large arrangement of stairs going up to the front door, and two big columns that are holding up the roof of the front door. It kind of looks like the White House.
“Eh, not cozy enough!” I say.
We drive down the block a little further. I see two houses right next to each other. They say For Sale. They’re supposed to be connected; that’s why the For Sale sign is between them. It has a fountain right in between both of them, two cars can fit in the driveway, two floors for each house, and a porch swing in front.
“Cozy house! Let’s buy it.” I call the number that is on the sign.
Ring ring ring! goes the phone.
“Hello?”
“Yes, I would like to buy your house in New Jersey on St. Adams Street,” I say.
“Okay,” he says. I look at how much money it is. It’s 20 million dollars! “20 million dollars, please!” the man says. “What’s your credit card number?” he says. I look at the bottom of the briefcase. I see a credit card. It has 30 million dollars on it.
“Okay.” I give him my credit card number.
“Okay,” the man says. “The house is yours! I’ll give you the key in ten minutes. I’ll be there. Goodbye.”
Ten minutes later, I see a black BMW pull up in the driveway. He gets out of the car. He gives me the key. He gets back in the car. He leaves.
“Okay,” I say. I take the keys, and I fit them into the door hole. It fits perfectly. “I’ve never seen something fit so perfectly!” I say. I twist it right. The door lets me open it. “So easy!” I say.
I walk inside the house. It’s full of clutter. It’s a bunch of chairs stacked up and a sofa right on top. Not a lot of dust, though, which is good, because Jeremy’s allergic to dust mites. There’s a sink, and possibly some food in the cupboards, and also some rooms.
“All we have to do is organize this!” I say.
Chapter Ten: Wake-Up Call
As I finish organizing, I see Dannie on the sofa eating chips.
“Really, Dannie?” I say.
“What?” Dannie says.
“I want a chip, dude!” I say. “The Doritos blue pack is my favorite.”
“Okay.” He reaches into the bag and gives me one.
“Thanks!” I say. I take a look around the room. “You know, guys, this isn’t what I really want.”
“Really?” everyone says to me.
“Yeah. I kind of want my mom.” I start to cry again.
That moment, I wake up.
“Wake up, wake up!” my mom says.
“What?” I say. “Mom, you’re not a polar bear?!”
“You were probably dreaming,” she says. “You were sleeping for two days!” she yells at me.
“Oh,” I say.
I get ready for school, and then I go downstairs to eat my cereal.
“Bye!” I say to my mom. I walk out the door.
THE END!
Introduction
Hi, I’m Sunny! I’m six months old! I’m a polar bear, if you’re wondering. I live in Antarctica.
Two months ago, my best friend Mark asked, “Do you want to go party in two months?”
I said yes…
Chapter One: The Guy with the Muscat
Now it is three in the morning, and I am cuddled up with my mom and excited to go to the party.
“Is it time yet?” I ask desperately.
“It’s too early,” Mommy says.
“Okay,” I say before I go to sleep.
Now it’s 7:30, and I’m waking up. “Mommy mommy, wake up!!!” I exclaim.
“Yes?” Mommy says.
“Time to wake up!” I say.
I go to the sweater closet and grab my blue sweater. Mommy grabs her sweater, and we head to the party.
We live on Sixth Avenue on the corner of Polo Street.
Now we are at the party, and we are eating cupcakes, and someone shouts, “Piñata time!”
Someone smacks a piñata, and a bunch of pondy (candy) comes out, and anyways we all grab pondy, and then we hear big, big footsteps. Then, we see a big human man with a muscat. We all drop our candy and run. I don’t know what to do. I see Mommy, and then I don’t.
Chapter Two: Where’s Mommy?
“Mommy mommy!” I shout. No one responds. I drop to the floor and start crying. “MOMMY!!!” I shout. My tears grow bigger.
Later that day, I find my house.
“Yes!” I shout. I go inside.
There is no one there, and I start to cry even more. I start to think about all the fun things Mommy and I did, and I go back to my first thought.
“This all happened because of the party,” I say to myself.
Now it is close to night time. Time for supper! I go to the waterfall to catch some fish. I am tired. I should go to bed now. Later that night, I hear a noise. “Hoo hoo,” says the noise.
“AHHH! I wish Mommy was here,” I say, trying not to cry.
Now it is 6:00 in the morning. “I guess I can go look for Mom,” I say.
While I am walking, I see a drama sign. What I mean by drama sign is it says, Drama this way. I followed it. Now I am on a cloud. “Where am I?” I say, trying to get someone’s attention. I hear no one. “HELLO!” I shout. I crawl forward. Someone jumps up. “AHHH!” I shout while I fall over in surprise.
“My job is done,” the someone says as she walks away.
That moment, I remember I am on a cloud, and clouds are made of gas and water, and water is a liquid that I can drink. I then stuff my face in cloud.
Chapter Three: Drama
“Well, well, well, look who it is,” a man says.
He is tall and is wearing black boots, a black hoodie, and black jeans. I sit up and brush the cloud off my fur.
“Who is it?” I ask.
“You!” the man says.
I get confused. “Me?” I ask.
“Yes, you,” the man says.
“Oh, okay,” I say.
“Where’s your mom?” the man asks.
“Uhh, I don’t know,” I say.
“Well, that’s a problem,” the man says. “Then I guess I’ll have to take you to the polar orphanages,” the man says.
“No, please, no!” I say. I shiver in fear.
“Okay, fine. You’ll just have to pass this obstacle.”
“Okay,” I say.
The man leads me to the road. He shows me a bunch of cars that have no one in them. He tells me, “If you could jump over all these cars nonstop, you’ll move to the next one. Okay?”
“Got it,” I say.
“No, you’re supposed to say ‘okay,’” the man says.
“Okay?” I say, confused.
“Come on.” He grabs his timer, and then he times me. “Three, two, one, go!” the man says.
I start jumping over the cars. When I’m near the finish line, the man holds out a cone, and I have to avoid it.
“Ah!” I scream, but I avoid it.
Now he leads me to the next obstacle.
“Good, my boy,” he says.
“Thanks,” I say back.
Now for the next obstacle, he leads me to a bunch of cones and a little scooter, and he tells me, “Get on that scooter, and avoid all those cones in under ten seconds!”
That second, I realize that there are not a lot of cones. I feel confident for a second though. I hop on the scooter, and the man says, “Go!”
I go as fast as I can. “I’m making it! I’m making it!” I shout. “Oh no,” I say. There are a bunch of cones in the way. Now I have to avoid them all. I do that in five seconds. I’m at the finish line!
But the man says, “It took fifteen seconds. You didn’t complete it. Say goodbye to your dreams of living away from the orphanage.”
I look to the ground. The man picks me up and throws me in a car.
“Please, no!” I shout one more time.
“You shouldn’t have listened to the sign,” the man says.
“Well, then why do you have it?” I ask.
“Because, to make people fall for this. Duh,” the man says.
He drives away really quickly. Then, he gets out of the car and opens the door of the back seat, and he picks me up. Then, he gets on his boat and goes to another island. I try not to cry. The man looks at me and looks happy. Soon, we are at the other island. He picks me up, and I see a sign that says Polar Orphanage.
He shoves me in a room, and it doesn’t look so much like a room. It looks more like a bunch of bars. He shoves me in with a plate of food. Little does he know that I am strong. When he leaves back in his boat, he does not take the same boat. He takes a different one.
“How come?” I say to myself.
Now, since I am strong, I open the bars. I jump out. I see a bunch of other animals. Some of them like it, and some of them don’t. For those who don’t like it, I open their bars. Soon, I see a gorilla.
“What are you doing here?” I ask.
“Well, I couldn’t find the gorilla orphanage, so I came here. But I really don’t like it. The ceiling is too low.” Bang! He hits his head.
“Okay,” I say.
I open the bars, but it is not big enough. I keep trying and trying, but it’s just not opening. I look around the room. Hmmm. I find the keys to his room.
“Yes!” I shout with excitement.
“Well, are you going to get me out or not?” the gorilla asks.
“Oh, right,” I say.
I run over to his room, and I open it. But quickly, I grab all the food I can and run out with all the animals. Then, I see a big yacht.
I go over and ask the gorilla, “Can you steer boats?”
“In my sleep!” the gorilla says.
“Great,” I say.
Everyone climbs on the yacht, and we drive away, back to Antarctica. I find some instruments on dock, and everyone plays one. Soon, we are at Antarctica. I see someone on their boat.
“Oh no!” I shout. “Quick, everyone, hide!”
We all kneel. The gorilla runs downstairs, because he doesn’t have anywhere to go. We all crawl downstairs with the gorilla.
“Woo, that was a close one!” I say.
We all run back to the main dock. The gorilla keeps steering. Finally, we are at Antarctica. We all see the man. I run into a wig shop with the animals.
“I have a plan. So, we all buy wigs and costumes, so we look like different animals to the man. Then, gorilla, you dress up as a human, so he knows that you own the yacht, okay?!” I say.
“Okay!” everyone says.
I get all of the wigs and costumes, and gorilla is all dressed up. He has a mustache, and a beard wig, and he has on a Santa costume, even though it’s January.
“I’m excited to go on the yacht to go see my gorilla friends!”
Chapter Four: Back to the Orphanage
We all go outside looking different.
“Do you know if there are six bright white polar bears and a big handsome gorilla in the wig shop?” the man asks the gorilla.
“Uh no,” the gorilla says stressfully.
“Oh, okay,” the man says. “Well, I think I know where they are. They might be right in front of my face!” the man says as he rips of all of our disguises.
“I need a new plan,” I mutter to myself. The man throws us in a go-kart. “How come it is not a boat?” I ask myself.
He puts us all in cozy seats and puts the gorilla and three polar bears in a different go-kart and the rest of us in another.
We are now going to a different orphanage, and they put three polar bears in one room, and the other three polar bears in the other room, and the gorilla in a go-kart. The man drives him away to a gorilla orphanage, and his mom is sitting on the steps waiting for him. I wish my mom was sitting on the steps for me. I start to cry again.
The room the man puts us in is very cozy. It has three big cushions that I want to sleep on, it has a big, bright, and shiny window, a beautiful rug, and three little places to do your business… Anyways, I sit in front of the window and sit there a long, long, long, long time, and then I hear a pulling noise. It sounds like a curtain. I turn around, and I see a polar bear pushing a curtain.
“Yay, we have a curtain. So we have some privacy!” I say.
The polar bear who was pushing and pulling the curtain says, “I know! It’s so fun!”
Then, I look around the room, and I also find a bookshelf. I run over to it and start pulling out a million books.
“Whatcha doing?” the other polar bear says.
“Oh, just pulling out a million books,” I say.
“I’m just tired. I want to go to sleep,” the other polar bear says, while he’s pulling the curtain shut.
Once he is fast asleep, I mutter to myself, “This is not going to be fun if everyone hates me because my plan didn’t work.”
The polar bear who was pushing and pulling the curtains says, “I won’t hate you!” He pats me on the back. “I thought your plan was amazing.”
I go over to the polar bear that was pushing and pulling the curtains, and I go over to ask his name.
He tells me that his name is Jeremy.
I tell him mine. “Hi, I’m Sunny,” I say.
Chapter Five: A New Chapter Begins
When the other polar bear wakes up, he goes straight to the business section, and when he is done, I go over to him, and I ask him his name.
He tells me, “The name’s Danie, bro.”
“Oh, my name is Sunny,” I say back.
“Well, then you’re a rare one,” he tells me.
“I am?” I say, confused.
“Yes,” he pauses. “The name Sunny is a rare one, kid,” he tells me and soon says, “I know a lot about the name Sunny, and one thing I know about is that if your name’s Sunny and if you lose your mom, the name Sunny will not grow stronger.”
“Oh,” I say sadly.
Quickly, he says, “But if you really feel like you’re important, you will grow stronger.”
“Hmm,” I say to myself.
“What?” Danie asks.
“Oh, nothing,” I say.
“Well then,” he says. He runs over to the door, and he tries to open it, but it’s locked. “Dang it!” Danie says.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Oh, nothing, it’s just that the door is locked,” Danie says.
“Duh, it’s always going to be locked!” I say.
“Oh,” he says.
I look around the room, and I see a hammer. I walk over to it.
“What’s this?” I ask everybody.
They both tell me, “It’s a hammer.”
“Well, I’ve got a plan, then.”
“Your last plan didn’t work, so how can we trust you?” they say.
“Just watch. Maybe you don’t have to, but I will!” I say.
“Okay, then we’ll just watch,” they say.
I run over to the window, and I take a peek.
They say, “You’re really going to jump out the window? That’s too risky!”
“No, it’s not!” I say. I take another peek. I see how high up we are, and I say, “Yes, it is too risky.”
I put the hammer down and walk away. Then, I try to get on my hind legs. Then that doesn’t work, and I find a stool and jump on it. It’s not high enough. Then, I jump on a higher stool. It’s too high. Then, I look around the room again. I find the perfect looking stool. It’s just the right size! I run over to it and jump on it. Everyone was looking at me the whole time.
“Uh, what are you doing?” they ask.
“Hehe,” I say. “Just trying to get this, uh, thing.”
“Oh, okay!” Danie says.
“I want to see it!” Jeremy says.
“Ugh, fine,” I say. “Just a little peek!”
“What, we never agreed to that,” Jeremy says angrily.
“Even though we didn’t decide on it, doesn’t mean I can’t hide it!” I say.
“Hey!” Danie says. “Rhymes won’t work this time.”
“Hey, you just said a rhyme!” I said.
“You can’t keep rhyming, we don’t have much time.”
“Hey, you just rhymed again!” he said.
“Okay, let’s just both stop rhyming,” we say together.
“Jinx! You owe me a Coke,” we both say.
“No, you owe me a Coke.”
“No, you owe me a Coke!”
“No, you owe me a Coke!”
“No, you do!”
“No, you do!”
“Can you guys shut the noise?!” Danie screams.
“Sorry,” we both say.
“Jinx! You owe me a Coke!” Jeremy says.
“Hey, there’s no vending machines in here,” I say back.
“Well, then why did we just start this huge fight?” he says.
“Uh, I don’t know.”
I run up the stool and go get my thing.
“Hey! You said I could have a peek!” Jeremy screams.
“Stop screaming!” Danie said.
I hide the thing with both of my arms. I fall off the stool. “Ahh!” I fall to the business section. “Ew! Ew! Gross! Gross!” I say.
I hear a loud banging noise. I think it was the window cleaner.
I shout at the window, “Hey, window cleaner! Can you let us out?”
Then, I realize it’s just a fight in the window next door. And then I run across the room and look out the other window. It is the window cleaner! I run over to him and start tapping on the window. Then, I draw a sign that says, Let us out to be free! I hold it up to the window. He ignores the sign. Well, at least I thought. I hear the door unlock. He has three little cages.
I ask him very quickly, “Are you trapping us in those or are you letting us free?”
He hesitates. “Uhhhh.” He runs away. A construction hat falls onto the ground.
“Thanks, window cleaner!” I say.
Then, I go to the corner of the room and say, “I’m tired. Let’s go to bed.”
Danie and Jeremy run to their bed. “I call this one!” they both shout.
“Okay then, I’ll go in the middle one,” I say.
Chapter Six: Jeremy’s Life
Now it is eight o’clock. I’m up, but still, no one else is up. I take a look around the room. It looks like someone has been eating my crackers. I look outside the window. I see a creepy man in a hoodie.
“Oh no,” I say. I bang on the window. The man turns around — it’s just the window cleaner. “Phew!” I say.
He takes a look at me — a very strange look. And then I look at his molars, and I see some bits of crackers.
“Hey, you ate my crackers!” I shout so loud that he can actually hear me. He looks at me so strange, but it actually looks more like shock. I immediately say, “Oh, do animals not talk on this continent?”
He falls over. Since we are so high up, he keeps tumbling and tumbling down. There is a man walking on his phone with earbuds on below him. The man who has earbuds in looks up. He sees a falling man coming towards him. He doesn’t know what to do! He doesn’t want to walk away. The man falls on him. Plump! I feel bad for the man. But it would be fun if that drop was a roller coaster… Anyways, wait, what is that? I smell something awfully terrible. It is Danie doing something.
“Nevermind,” I say.
“Hey, Sunny, come over here!” Jeremy shouts.
“Okay!” I shout back. I walk over to Jeremy.
“So the best way to be a friend is to tell them about their life,” he told me.
“Sounds great!” I say.
“Okay, I’m going to tell you about my life,” he says.
“So, are you going to tell me?” I say.
“Of course I am!” he says. “So, when I was born, it was not a good time. My dad died at the age of sixteen, and my mom was very, very brave to make me as a child. And then my mom, she got taken away, so now I was on my own, and I decided to travel around Antarctica. But that was a mistake. Some person found me, and he made me go to an orphanage, but I escaped it through a little hole in the window. I found a bowl of food outside the door, so I ate that and ran. Then, I went back to our house that we used to live in, but it was destroyed. It was practically melted. But there was one thing left in there: it was a piece of my mom’s fur.”
He reaches for the locket on his neck and pulls out his mom’s fur.
“Oh my gosh!” I say.
He keeps on with the story. “Then, I saw this drama sign, and I went the way that it said there was drama. Then, I was on a cloud, and someone jumped up behind me and scared me. I fell over. I got up and kept running. Then, I bumped into this weird creepy man. He picked me up with no hesitation and put me in a boat and locked me up. He steered the boat all the way to an orphanage. And then I met you!”
“Wow,” I said.
Chapter Seven: Escape
After Jeremy told me the story of his life, I take a look back at my life. “Wow, they’re pretty similar,” I say to myself. “Maybe he’s related to me.”
“Huh?” Danny says.
“Oh, nothing,” I say.
“Please tell me,” Danny says.
“Okay,” I say, ready to tell him a lie. “Well, so, basically I was thinking we could escape if someone who’s related to me could get us out.”
“Oh,” Danny says. “Who’s related to you?”
“My sister,” I said.
“Where is she?” Danny asks.
“I don’t know.” I shrug.
He takes a look out the window. He looks at the skyscraper right next to the orphanage building. He sees a bright white polar bear on the street that looks a bit like me.
“Hey, Sunny!” Danny says. “Come over here! I think I found your sister.”
“Really?” I say.
“Yup, really,” he says.
“Great!” I say. I run over to him. I take a look out the window. I shout, “That is my sister!” I take the hammer that I found, and I turn it around and use the wood part to bang on the window. “Hey, Lexi! Here! Open up!”
She looks up. She looks at me with her bright yellow smile. She does not brush her teeth. She runs to the door of the orphanage. She doesn’t ring the doorbell; she doesn’t knock. She finds a hole in the door, and she runs up the stairs.
She peeks through the mail hole, and I give her the hammer.
“Great!” she says. She smashes through the door.
“We’re out!” we shout.
I give my sister a big hug. “Wait, but what about the other people?” I say.
“Oh, right! Let’s go smash down their door.”
“Help! Let us out! Help! Let us out!” they shout.
We smash down their door.
“Yay!” they scream.
We all run out the door.
“Thank you,” I say to Danie.
We run out the building.
“Wait! We’ve got to put on our disguises,” I say.
“Why?” Danie asks.
“Because we can’t look like ourselves, because then they’re going to notice us and put us back in our cages!”
“Ohh,” they both say. “Hey, there’s an ice cream shop. Maybe we can stop and get ice cream.”
“We don’t have any money,” I say.
“Oh, right,” Jeremy says. “I was hoping for some ice cream.”
“Well,” I say. “I only have one dollar, and the only thing I can buy us with one dollar is something from the vending machine over there.”
“Let’s do it!”
I look at the options. There are a lot of gummy options, and I go for the Welch’s pack.
“We’re all going to share,” I say.
“Okay,” everyone says.
I push the button 74. The Welch’s pack falls, and falls, and falls. Finally, it reaches the bottom. I reach my hand in, and I grab the Welch’s pack. I open the bag. Everyone reaches for a gummy.
“Thanks!” everyone says.
“No more time for dilly-dallying. We’ve got to go,” I say.
“Okay,” everyone says. They start skipping out the door.
“What are you guys doing?” I say.
“Ummm, just skipping.”
“I said no dilly-dallying!” I say.
“Oh, right,” Jeremy says.
We walk as if we’re people going over to a boat.
“Hey, someone left this boat on! Let’s go in.”
Before I go over to the steering wheel, I see the guy running back to his boat.
“Uh oh!” I shout. I turn it on, and I go across the ocean.
“Hey! Get back here!” the man shouts.
He doesn’t realize that there’s no fence, and he starts to run over to his boat. He falls into the ocean.
“We’ve caused a lot of trouble today,” I say.
Chapter Eight: Fat Daddy Taco
When I go downstairs, I see a treasure chest. I open it, and there’s millions of dollars!
“Oh my gosh!” I shout. “Everybody, come downstairs!”
“What?” they all shout.
“I found a treasure chest full of money!” I bring it upstairs, up to the dock.
“Woah!” everyone says.
I see a sign. It says New York instead of Antarctica. I accidentally go to New York City. I see a statue. It’s the Statue of Liberty! We get off the boat, and we dock it. Everyone takes a shocked look at our boat, because they all have cars, and we’re the only ones dragging a boat on land. Everyone tries to not look away. Soon, we reach Fifth Avenue.
“Why is it only the Fifth Avenue? Then this avenue must be ancient!” I say. I go down one more avenue. It says Fourth Avenue. “This avenue is even more ancient!” I shout.
All the polar bears look at me, confused.
“Why are there polar bears in blue, and pink, and purple wigs?” one of the humans says.
I ignore it. I look at the avenue. Now that we have millions and millions of dollars, I look at the shops. I see McDonalds. Eh, too cheap! I look around again. Fatty Daddy Taco! I tell everyone to go over there and act like real humans. I see them go up to the counter.
They go in and ask the man, “Hello, may we please have 600 tacos to go, please?”
The man looks at me, but he doesn’t look away. He falls to the ground.
“Oh, do animals not talk in this dimension?” they say.
They go in the back of the kitchen. They find 600 tacos! They take them and run out.
“Here, let’s leave 1,000 dollars behind. This place might be too cheap,” they say.
They leave. I see them come back with the 600 tacos.
“What took you so long?” I say.
They tell me.
“Now I get it,” I say. “We have to find a house that we can live in.”
“Which house do we pick?” they say.
“We can’t just pick a house!” I say. “Here, let’s buy a million dollar house in the suburban areas.”
“Okay!” they all say.
I wander off into Red Hook. I see a giant Tesla shop.
“Ohh, let’s buy one of these!” I say.
I take another million dollar bill, and we choose a Tesla. I choose a bright white Tesla. I give them the million dollars, and that moment I realize that I don’t have a driver’s license, and we all can’t fit in one car! Uh oh!
Chapter Nine: Tesla!
I sit down on the ground. I sigh.
“What’s wrong?” Jeremy asks.
“Oh, it’s just that we all can’t fit into one Tesla, and I don’t have a driver’s license… ” There is something poking me on my tush. I look under me. It’s a driver’s license! “Never mind, I have a driver’s license!” I go back in the Tesla shop. I see a Tesla with six seats! “Our problems are solved!” I see another person in a black hoodie. He takes my briefcase. “Hey!” I shout. I run after them. My wig flies off. “Oh no!” I shout and run back to get it. Then, I realize the burglar is already down the block. “Oh no!” I say.
I see a police officer eating a giant burger. It looks like a skyscraper.
The police officer says to the guy, “What are you doing with that briefcase?”
“Uh, uh… ” He gives it to me right away and runs off. The police officer leaves.
We buy the Tesla, and we drive to New Jersey. There’s a big sign that says New Jersey. I see a house right in front of us. It says For Sale. It’s a giant mansion that costs 10 million dollars. It’s white, it has a large arrangement of stairs going up to the front door, and two big columns that are holding up the roof of the front door. It kind of looks like the White House.
“Eh, not cozy enough!” I say.
We drive down the block a little further. I see two houses right next to each other. They say For Sale. They’re supposed to be connected; that’s why the For Sale sign is between them. It has a fountain right in between both of them, two cars can fit in the driveway, two floors for each house, and a porch swing in front.
“Cozy house! Let’s buy it.” I call the number that is on the sign.
Ring ring ring! goes the phone.
“Hello?”
“Yes, I would like to buy your house in New Jersey on St. Adams Street,” I say.
“Okay,” he says. I look at how much money it is. It’s 20 million dollars! “20 million dollars, please!” the man says. “What’s your credit card number?” he says. I look at the bottom of the briefcase. I see a credit card. It has 30 million dollars on it.
“Okay.” I give him my credit card number.
“Okay,” the man says. “The house is yours! I’ll give you the key in ten minutes. I’ll be there. Goodbye.”
Ten minutes later, I see a black BMW pull up in the driveway. He gets out of the car. He gives me the key. He gets back in the car. He leaves.
“Okay,” I say. I take the keys, and I fit them into the door hole. It fits perfectly. “I’ve never seen something fit so perfectly!” I say. I twist it right. The door lets me open it. “So easy!” I say.
I walk inside the house. It’s full of clutter. It’s a bunch of chairs stacked up and a sofa right on top. Not a lot of dust, though, which is good, because Jeremy’s allergic to dust mites. There’s a sink, and possibly some food in the cupboards, and also some rooms.
“All we have to do is organize this!” I say.
Chapter Ten: Wake-Up Call
As I finish organizing, I see Dannie on the sofa eating chips.
“Really, Dannie?” I say.
“What?” Dannie says.
“I want a chip, dude!” I say. “The Doritos blue pack is my favorite.”
“Okay.” He reaches into the bag and gives me one.
“Thanks!” I say. I take a look around the room. “You know, guys, this isn’t what I really want.”
“Really?” everyone says to me.
“Yeah. I kind of want my mom.” I start to cry again.
That moment, I wake up.
“Wake up, wake up!” my mom says.
“What?” I say. “Mom, you’re not a polar bear?!”
“You were probably dreaming,” she says. “You were sleeping for two days!” she yells at me.
“Oh,” I say.
I get ready for school, and then I go downstairs to eat my cereal.
“Bye!” I say to my mom. I walk out the door.
THE END!
