where are you, mr. fox?
my friend mr. fox2
WHERE ARE YOU, MR. FOX?
Sitting quietly in his bed, Gongchan looked around his room in search of his furry friend. It was very early in the morning, and the small boy's eyes were shutting close in the need of sleep. But Mr. Fox wasn't around, and he got worried. Squinting his brown eyes, he searched for his friend with the little light that entered the room from the window. He didn't escape, did he?
The boy, quiet to not make any noise, got up from his bed and tiptoed around his room. He went about, whispering 'Mr. Fox' all around his room.
He looked under his bed, with hopes of seeing the white bundle, but only found little dust bunnies hiding underneath. He looked in his toy chest, but there was nothing at all. He looked everywhere–in his closet, the drawers, the trash can–but his friend was nowhere to be found. Where could he possibly have gone?
The sun was already rising, and Gongchan had no choice but to crawl back in bed and pretend he was sleeping. He covered his face with the blankets, and turned to his side. He hoped his mother didn't realize that Mr. Fox was gone.
When his mom entered his room, later that morning, she walked up to him and shook him gently. Gongchan was fast asleep by that time, and she had a hard time waking up the sleeping six year-old.
"It's already eight o' clock." She whispered, kissing him on his forehead. He whined, squirming under the blankets and turning away from his mother. "Didn't you want to play with your new friend?" She said, grinning when the little boy opened his eyes wide.
"Can I? Really?" Gongchan asked excitedly, sitting upright and jumping slightly on his bed. She nodded, picking out a few clothes from his drawer and walking over to the excited dark haired boy.
"Hurry!" He whined, sticking his arms through the shirt and squirming to fit in. He wanted to go play already, and she seemed to be taking an awfully long time helping him change.
She smiled, patting his head when he was fully dressed, and letting him wander off to find his friend. It wasn't until Gongchan was almost out of his room, that he stopped in his tracks and realized that he had no clue of where the white fox was. He played with his fingers nervously, head ducked down, debating on if he should tell his mother or not.
"What's the matter?" His mother asked, seeing how her little boy turned to look at her with big eyes. She quickly crouched down in front of him and cupped his cheeks, care
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