Isabelle

Me and Nina were just kinda of walking around, you know? It smelled like wet leaves, felt like autumn, my favourite time of year. Even though it was January. We went into this antique store. I was lost looking at all the lace pillowcases and selling the, the pearl collars with my finger tips. Nina said that one was her favourite store ever! She promised she would take me back there when I had money. We left and continued down the street. When we first heard it: a crying coming from a cardboard box. I was getting goosebumps! And I grabbed Nina's hand you know me, I get all sappy and stuff like when I watch those Ryder institute commercials and cry and then Robin giggles at me cause I'm silly. We peeked in the box and we were astounded! Orphan teddy bears! It seemed like millions! But there were probably 5 or 6. Then we saw her--the bear in the red velvet dress. She was crying cause it was crowded in the box. I knew why--I could just tell that's all. I told Nina I wanted this bear and nina was gi
ggling. I went in the shop that the box of bears was in front of and asked the man if I could have her. I paid him 3 dollars and joined Nina outside the store with my new treasure. Nina asked me what I was going to name it and I told her Nina that I wanted her to name the bear. 'Isabelle' she said with a big smile--just like that. By God she was right! It was the perfect name. Nina, Isabelle and I continued down the street and ate our cookies, and giggled and squealed and kissed until I had to catch the bus home. I sat on the bus with Isabelle on my lap contented. I couldn't wait to get home. Me and Nina had such a nice day. The bus stopped at the next stop and an old man with an unshaven face and old hat covering his fuckin horns got on. He stopped and looked at me in my seat.
'My God!' he growled, 'A teddy bear, at your age!'



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Writer(s): Claude Fernand Crescioni, Francois Llenas, Georges Emile Berard, Franck Marius Louis Pourcel
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