Reagan Freeman

A Boy, A Bear, and A Blanket

I “Come on, Beary! Let’s keep going,” the boy says. The nine-year-old boy is running through the woods, holding the stuffed bear’s paw. As they weave through the trees, the boy’s shaggy blond hair sways back and forth like an upside-down tree in the wind. His hazel-green eyes shift back and forth as he searches for the best route between the trees. They run and they run and they run. They approach a small fallen tree and the boy easily climbs over the lumber, but the bear is not able to. In an attempt to climb over the collapsed tree, Beary falls down and cuts his arm open, causing stuffing to stick out.