Personal Narrative: My Lotso Bear

Hello, I’m Lotso Bear! Yes, the narrator. I’m telling you the story. Wait. Which story again? I suppose I’ll tell you how I got here… I remember it like it was yesterday… but it’s a good thing it wasn’t yesterday. . I was manufactured on June 27th, 1936 in California. I remember my first days, dreaming of who would pick me to be their Lotso Bear. I was sitting on the bland teddy aisle. A day went by. Then another. And another. Weeks went by. Then months. Not one single person had come down this isle. I waited. At night, we could get up, stretch, talk quietly, or SLEEP! I love sleep. You know, when you can recharge your cotton filling. That’s what we teddies have inside of us. Teddies came and went. I got new neighbors, and saw ages from one
For twelve years I got to see everything she did. We went to Disneyland once! It was awesome! My favorite ride was Splash Mountain. First, we went into the boat thing. Markie was in front of us and Randall behind us. They are her brothers. We creaked up the slope and turned left. We went to the right and through a short tunnel. Small figures were everywhere, as we slowly went up a steep hill. When we got to the top water was all over the place. I had wondered why. KA-BOOM!!!!!!! We were going down the biggest hill ever! Water was getting in my hair. Markie, Lisa, and Randall were screaming at the top of their lungs. Thirty feet, twenty feet ten feet, SPLASH!!!! I got so wet, that I wouldn’t have to take bath for a month! The water was up to Lisa’s feet in the boat. It was slow for the rest of the ride, but there was a lot of chatter going on, but mom ands dad looked scared. “Want to go on It’s a small world?” asked Helen. Melvin just nodded. College, here we come! Lisa got into Notre Dame! So, don’t mind me just sitting in a box for four more years… oops. Where was I going with that again? Never mind. Wait. Not four years of waiting. Eight years. Wake me up when it’s time to go.
Twenty four years