Seahorse toy
It was the most magical day of my life. Her candy like swirls, her pink silky fluff... my future best friend. I saw her out of the corner of my eye. LIZZY THE SEAHORSE. This creature was one of my first friends.
When I was about 3 years old I got my best friend. I went to the supermarket and that is when I saw her... my future companion. I hugged her, all the people around stared at me and some the other kids laughed but I didn't care. I begged my mum to buy it but she refused. When we walked out of the shop through the glass I saw a girl with wavy, blonde hair buy the second to last one when I saw that I was almost in tears. The next day I shooed my dad out of bed. I was ready and waiting
There’s a seahorse at the supermarket and I need!!! It”.“
“Alright alright I will have a look but I am not going to the supermarket in my pyjamas” my dad said in an irritated voice. A few minutes later my dad was finally able to get going.
“There it is, there it is, there it is” I said repetitively
“ It looks hideous!!” my dad announced
I again went and hugged the pink toy. “Fine then” he sighed”. My eyes bulged, I thought it was all a dream but then in a few minutes I was in the car next to best friend.
“What name should I give you?” Cora or Ella Or Sophie maybe Lucy? All these different names where zooming through my mind. I couldn't decide so I chose to ask my mum. My mum suggested to use the name of her old panda ,which is still in a box in her wardrobe,.The panda is called Lizzy. “ Okay” I said.
crown on her pink flamingo coloured like fur. She had a two eyes as dark as the pitch black sky. “ What are we going to do now?” I ask her curiously. Then an idea popped into my head. Chairs squeaked on the lino as I hauled them into my living room. “Camping time” I exclaimed. I arranged all the chair into a big circle and chucked a sheet over the top. Lizzy an I hopped into the tent soon a loud rumbling noise came from outside the tent I took a peek there was nothing there. I was getting suspicious I walked around the tent then Ahhhhhhhhhhh !!! bears bears I rushed back into my tent. “What are we going to do?.
Then “Caroline” A familiar voice echoed through the passage. Mum was calling me for dinner. Pizza was lying on the table ready for me to eat.
I am now 9 years old I don’t play with Lizzy so much now but I still have her lying at the end of my bed with all my other toys.
