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Bill Meets Fred The Pickle; by Steven

One day Bill, a ten year old boy, was riding through the park on his bike. All of a sudden the ground started to shake Bill’s handle bars were rattling. Bill turns around and there he sees a little pickle running towards him and in little squeaky voice says “Hi my name is Fred.”

Bill was shocked to see a little pickle walking like an elephant, and can talk. “So Fred how long have you been wondering around the park?” asks Bill “A few days” said Fred. “So how did you get here?” asks Bill “Well I was playing outside with my brothers and sisters and a huge gust of wind carried me here” said Fred “Wait a second are you saying there is more of you” asked Bill astonished at the thought of there being walking, talking pickles all over the place “Oh yeah somewhere out there” said Fred. “Fred do you want to come home with me” asks Bill “Yes! it would be good to get out of this park I have been stepped on at least four times and it wasn’t pleasant and one kid was wearing soccer cleats.” said Fred, “That must of been painful” said Bill “Oh it was” said Fred, Bill put Fred into his pocket and off they went.

After a few miles they finally arrived at Bill’s house. When they got there Bill ran upstairs and took Fred out of his pocket.”Bill, time for dinner” yelled his mom. “Oh today’s Friday pizza night.” said Bill. “I like pizza” said Fred. Bill said “Okay I’ll bring you up a bit but stay right here.” After dinner Bill came upstairs with a bit of pizza for Fred. After Fred ate his pizza, Bill made a little fort with a bed for Fred and they both went to sleep.

The next day Bill asked Fred “Could your family be at the park.” “Maybe” said Fred, so off they went. By the time they arrived it was 9:00 in the morning. It started to get windy. A cold blast of air climbed right through Bill. Fred’s family wasn’t there. There was a moment of dead silence. They were about to leave then all of sudden.

A little pickle car zoomed out in front of them and Fred hopped in. “Bye Bill” said Fred. “Bye Fred” said Bill and off the pickle car went.

 

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