Here’s a Story About a Girl and a Bear
by Holly Day
The little bear opened his eyes to sunrise. Just over the horizon, the most glorious outpouring of pink and gold was filling the sky with the same chaotic color scheme as when you drip drops of ink slowly, one at a time, into a cup of clear water. Threads of hue darted out on all sides, and then there was the bright yellow disc of sun climbing out from behind the hills and into the pink sky, and then the sky was blue. It all happened so quickly that the little bear had hardly time to think, “It must be morning!” before it was.