The boy who turned into bear

On an ordinary day at the park, you would expect a walk, nature sightseeing with your parents, and the occasional “Please can I have an ice – cream?” or “Please can I go home?” moans. What you would not expect is a snarling, growling bear advancing towards you and a guard who’d just fainted lying at your feet. Well, that’s what I remember from the previous day.

My Mum and Dad had just brought me to the park. They left me in a corner with my gran and told me to stay there whilst they did their “Important business”. Well, the “Important business” they were talking about was cherry cocktail in a nearby café and chocolate croissants. How do I know? Because every day I make sure to read my parents’ diaries (please don’t tell them though. All I can say is that if they knew, things would get very shouty and somebody would get grounded till they are old and wrinkly). Anyway, gran had fallen asleep on a bench and I was very bored and very hot. I drank the last drips of water in my water bottle and took out my binoculars. However, the only thing I could see in them were long, thin cracks, seeing as they had broken in a bicycle accident yesterday. “Why is life so unfair!” I moaned. Just then I spotted a group of merry children playing football nearby. I didn’t like football much but… I glanced at gran. She was still snoring steadily. And after all, mum and dad got to sip cocktails, right? So I slipped off the bench, and ran towards the children. “Hey! Can I play too?” I asked. The children nodded, and I started to kick the ball.

While I was playing, I noticed a very unusual boy. He kept on groaning and scratching himself with weirdly pointy nails. And then it happened. Brown, messy fur started sprouting out of the boy’s clothes. His blue eyes were replaced by beady black one’s, and sharp, pointy teeth emerged from under his chin. All the children except me screamed and ran, and a patrolling officer fainted on the spot. The bear started stomping towards me, snarling. I was frozen on the spot, not able to move or say a thing. The bear kept advancing towards me, growling. When it was inches apart from me, it opened its mouth wide. And then let out a loud, mighty burp. Right in my face. “Oops,” it said. “I must’ve eaten too much cheese puffs this morning.”

And that’s how I spent a day in the park.


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