Sierra Anderson

Toby Jr.

Toby was charging fast I had no where to go. As he lifted his paw to hit me I closed my eyes, waiting for the impact but when I opened my eyes Toby was on the floor struggling to breathe. He tried to get up but fell back down.

"What is he doing?" Bars asked.

"I have no idea." Justin said.

Toby finally got up and I saw the most wonderful thing it was a baby bear.

Justin and Bars were just starting with big eyes. I however thought it was cool. The coolest part was that Toby was not attacking us.

"He of had a rough time rolling around on the floor like a pig." I thought.

Then Toby or should I say Tory, went into the woods and didn't harm anyone.

"Well I think we can safely say that we can build our new treehouse now because, I'm traumatized." Bars said pointing to my favorite tree.

"Yeah, but what about that hole in the middle." I said disappointed.

"Hmm. We can cover that with something." Bars said picking up some sticks.

"Well, you get to work on that and me and Sierra will get to work on the treehouse." Justin says.

"Okay, so you go over there and get some more huge sticks so we can start the bottom." I say.

Justin ran over to the forest. I looked at Bars he was doing a great job on covering up the tree trunk. Justin came over with a lot of sticks and we got to work. I was doing the bottom and Justin was starting on the sides.

After I was done with the bottom Justin was done with both of the sides. I was impressed. Bars helped us out on the top and then we were it looked awesome. It looked like a mansion.

"So everyone ready to go to bed?" Justin asked. "I'm getting tired."

"Yes!" Bars answered.

"You know what, I'm tired of laying on that cold wooden floor." Justin said. "You guys stay here I'm going to hunt deer skin for beds for each of us."

"Be careful." I said to him.

Justin nodded and walked out the door.

"What do you want to do until Justin gets back?" I asked Bars.

"I don't know but I do want to play Troublemaker." Bars said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"It's where, I have to tell you one thing that I've done or not and you have to guess whether or not I did it." He said.

"Okay." I said.

"I went to the store and stole 83 candy bars. True or not?" Bars asked.

"Not true." I said shaking my head.

"I win, it was true!" Bars said happy.

"What? You actually did that?" I asked.

"What, I was hungry." He said innocently.

"Is that why you ran away?" I asked.

Bars nodded.

"The cops tried to arrest me, I almost got shot!" Bars said.

"Was Justin there?" I asked.

Bars nodded.

"We got sent to jail and we broke out." Bars said with a tear rolling down his face.

"Do you think the cops are looking for you?" I asked.

Bars nodded, and took something out of his bag. It was a candy bar and what really made me proud was that the candy bar he pulled out was a Snickers. I loved those.

"Isn't that funny? Bar as in candy bar just add an s to it and you get Bars." I said.

"Cool." Bars snickered.

He tossed me the "Snickers". I ripped it open and bit into it. The taste was so good and it melted in my mouth. I loved doing that.

Suddenly, Justin came in. I guess he saw the caramel in my mouth and he started yelling at Bars.

"What is wrong with you? I specifically told you not to tell her!" Justin screamed.

"He didn't mean to I asked him!" I yelled.

"You need to mind your own business then." Justin said like a brat.

"Shut up!" Bars screamed. "Sure I told her only because I wanted to. It's not her fault. Fighting isn't going to solve anything."

We both nodded.

"I got a whole bunch of deer skin and you guys need to know that we can build them right now." Justin said.

"Awesome!" Bars said his eyes getting wide.

We went down the tree for the deer skin. We found plenty for all of us. We made our beds with the deer skin. It was easy. My bed was in the corner. Justin's bed was right next to mine. Bars was beside Justin's bed already asleep.

I slept too because I couldn't stay up. The deer skin was just too comfortable. In the morning we heard this:

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

It sounded like a gun.