The Black Hat

Once upon a time a short, mischievous boy lived with his mute old, wrinkly, grandmother in a rusty cabin. He was lonely, he had no friends and he was curious. One day he quietly snuck out for a stroll hoping he would find something new. Bang! He slammed the door and ran outside.

He went for a walk in the dark, damp, muddy forest. The forest was pitch black like a pit of darkness. He loved the great smell of the forest. As he slowly walked, he could barely see the forest. Crunch! Branches of twigs were falling. He quickly rushed through the scary forest.

He saw something under a tree. It was a mysterious black hat. He put on his head. He grew so attached to it, he never took it off his head. It was nearly morning so he quickly rushed back to his rusty old cabin.

That dark night when he woke up, he saw beautiful dazzling birds and butterflies. He jumped with excitement. He had never seen these animals before. He put them in small jars and big cages so they wouldn’t get away, they were like animals in a zoo.

One day when the sun was shining bright and the wind was whistling, he saw his bird was gone. He ran to the forest as quick as he could looking for that dazzling bird.

He looked everywhere. Eventually he found the bird on top of the huge tree in the forest. He yelled, “Please come back.”

The next day the other birds were gone, before long all the beautiful animals had escaped. He ran back to the huge tree where he saw all the animals. ‘‘Please come back!” yelled the boy. When he saw them glimmering more than ever he didn’t feel sad anymore. He knew they belonged in their natural habitat so they can show their beauty.