Toddling along the vast open road, the little, white snowman caught a glimpse of an amazing crystal ice castle. Cautiously, yet curiously, he wandered across the colossal monsters of snow. Day and night, he trekked across the monotonous, crisp, fresh land of ice and coldness. One pitch-black, freezing night, Jerry bedded down in a small, but warm cave.
Morning was nigh, but all Jerry could do was dream. Dream of the glorious ice castle. He awoke with a start. Something warm was nuzzling him. A baby polar bear. He could ride the bear to the castle. But could it work?
by Caitlin Jewels (10)
St James' CE Primary School, St Helens
Competition - Once Upon a Time
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