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Rosemary Peel
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Children
Alfie had been a much loved, well-travelled bear until his owner, Charlotte began to grow up.
Alfie's life had changed instead of going everywhere with Charlotte and sleeping with her at night he now sat on her bedroom shelf. He was rather lonely and not a little sad. Then one day when there was an unusual amount of activitity about the house he found himself packed into a carboard box and taken out to the car.
His life was about to change but would it be for the better?
Excerpt
Then suddenly everything changed. He stopped sleeping in his own little bed or even in Charlotte’s. She put him on a shelf in the bedroom, with a lot of other toys. He was wearing his pyjamas when she placed him there and in his pyjamas he stayed. All his things were squashed away at the bottom of Charlotte’s wardrobe. Alfie felt extremely sad. After a long time of living on the shelf, feeling neglected and un-loved, one day Annabel slipped into Charlotte’s room and lifted him down. She took his things from the wardrobe and carried him and them into her room.
“She’ll kill you when she finds out!” Alfie heard Alex call as Annabel slunk past his bedroom door.
“Well don’t tell her then.”
“Why shouldn’t I?
“Oh please Alex, don’t. Alfie’s lonely. Charlotte never plays with him any more. She won’t mind if I look after him for a bit.”
“Oh, but she will. You know how she hates us taking her things - and Alfie’s special.”
“If he’s so special, why has she shoved all his things away and left him sitting on a shelf in his pyjamas for yonks?”
“Don’t know, don’t care, but she’ll blow her top if you take him.”
And she did. There followed the row of all rows. Everybody joined in. Charlotte shouted at Annabel and made her cry, Alex got in trouble for telling tales and Annabel was told off for taking Charlotte’s things without asking. A great deal of arguing and shouting followed, even the dogs joined in. Mum said they were all grounded until weekend.
“I’m not going out anyway, I have to study.” Charlotte flounced from the room.
“I’ve got rugby training and my paper round.” Alex was smug.
“That’s not fair, that’s means it’s just me!” Annabel began to cry - loudly.
“STOP!” Dad blew his top, “You’re all grounded for a month and no sweets or pocket money!”
Alfie landed back on Charlotte’s bedroom shelf and there he stayed. After a while even Annabel seemed to forget him. He was a very sad bear. Days, weeks, months and years rolled by.
Charlotte spent a lot of time in her bedroom, but she didn’t play with Alfie. Now and then she would pick him up and brush the dust off him but she always put him back on the shelf. There were books all over the place and she spent hours and hours pouring over them. She grew moody and worried as she got more and more engrossed in her studies. Then came the day when she began whooping about the place like a Banshee, laughing and crying at the same time. She had passed her exams. She was deliriously happy. She even took Alfie from the shelf, hugged him, changed him into his Olympic outfit and sat him back on her bed. He couldn’t believe his luck. But it didn’t last. The next morning he was back on the shelf. After that Charlotte always seemed to be either out or fast asleep.
Suddenly there was great activity about the house. Things were tidied and sorted, some thrown out and others given away. Charlotte actually gave Annabel some of her old toys, along with manicure sets, bottles of nail polish, perfume and even a few bits of make-up. However, Alfie stayed put. He thought they had forgotten about him altogether? But he was wrong.
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