Friends by Doan
One boring Sunday morning Monkey was laying down on the floor, thinking about what to do, but Mom kept on saying “No” to what Monkey was saying, like going to the other side of the jungle. At dawn Monkey got tired so he fell asleep. Mom was relieved, because Mom thought that Monkey was never going to sleep. Mom carried him to his room and then she tucked him in and kissed him on the forehead. After an hour Monkey woke up. He brushed his teeth with a cloth on a stick. Mom asked him before he went back to bed, “Do you want to hear a bedtime story?” Monkey jumped up and said, “Yay!” “One day the hunters came to the jungle,” said Mom. “Their feet were loud