Sometime around my birthday I was out shopping with my family. We saw a really cute doll that I wanted.
When it was my birthday, my parents took me to a toy store.
I went in and I saw the doll that I had wanted.
But then I saw a lion. Yes a lion. And I wanted the lion instead of the doll. But it wasn’t a real lion. It was a stuffed animal. My parents bought me the lion for my birthday then we picked up a few other things and went home.
I have loved my lion.
I sleep with her a lot. I think she is a mountain lion. But my family says it’s a lioness.
My little sister, who is only 3, calls my lion a tiger.
I have pondered over what name I should call my lion, and then it hit me, I would call her Tiger after my little sister calling her a tiger.
My little sister doesn’t know the different between a lion and a tiger.
But I am sure we all know that there is a difference.
I love my lion because she is so so big.
My sister, who is 14, doesn’t like me sleeping with my lion because it is so big.