Stories
The Mysterious Chest
It was mid February and still very cold outside, when it began to snow and the wind tore madly at the fir trees. ''Quite scary really'', BABY born® thought and wrapped herself in her blanket in front of the fireplace again.
''What shall we do today in weather like this?'' she asked the others. Bruno, who had comfortably settled himself on the sofa, grumbled lazily in his bear voice. ''Preferably nothing at all,'' he replied.
''Why are you all pulling long faces?'' Billy cried. ''I've got a fantastic idea. Why don't we go up to the attic to play? The old swing is still up there and also a mysterious chest...
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