“The Sloth” A Story by Ursen Black

First of all, I was camping and suddenly, well, I was in my tent, roasting marshmallows with my friends who were teenagers (and who were my friends). Suddenly we had weapons and we ran into a giant sloth. It was so big that we had these giant old weapons and we went charging at it with our swords .. actually, spears. And suddenly we had an idea: We put up a trap … actually, a cage. And we had an idea: We could put some bait … actually, some food in the cage and the sloth would be hungry and that was our idea. And we could put some fur on and then we had an idea: We could stuff the fur and hang it up on and that was all we could do. It was very cool. Well, my cousin’s names were: William, John, Michael and, not Peter Pan. First of all, we had an idea: We could put some water in and a big old kitchen in that big old cage. And that’s all we could do. We put some things in that cage: we put some shelves and water and that was all he would need. And we put some things in the shelves and that was what we did. We didn’t have anything to do then. And then we put some fire in so he would have light at night time. Then we went back to our tent. And then we put a flag on top. And that was what we did. And then the next morning we ran into a momma sloth, a dadda sloth and a baby sloth. There were too many. We were surrounded. There were daddies and babies and moms. And then we had an idea: The cage was giant that all of them could fit in. And then all the shelves were in and everything they needed. And that was all we did. We put the piece on the part of the cage so they couldn’t escape. We put in our big old fort and those were our pets. And that was all we could do. And that was our idea. And our fort was about 50 and a trillion and 54 inches long, and that was very good. And that was all we could do. And we had our bows and arrows and that was all we could do. And we had so much lunch that we had 50 and 54 and a trillion gallons of food. And suddenly there was a giant big shadow, but it wasn’t a sloth. It was a giant Bigfoot. And then there was a frightening thing. Everything was surrounded by Bigfoots. Then we saw another big cage, and they fitted into the fort too, and those were our pets too, and then, until now, we lived happily ever after. And they had enough food to eat.

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