Page One

It was a beautiful
sunshiny day.  Grandpa
and Bizby were several
miles from home looking
for hidden treasures. Two
best friends enjoying the
beauty of the desert.
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Bizby loved to fly
with the birds and
butterflies.  He
could be seen doing
figure eights in the
air.  He talked to
the fliers in their
own language and
sang happy songs.  
Sometimes, Bizby
would fly so high he
would get lost in the
clouds.
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Grandpa was
watching Bizby
and not paying
attention to his
feet.  Suddenly
the ground gave
way.  Grandpa
found himself
sliding into a deep
hole.
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He fell for what seemed
to be a long ways but
luckily he landed on soft
sand and didn’t get hurt.  
The fall nearly scared the
daylights out of him.
Page5

Bizby was off
chasing butterflies
and didn’t see
Grandpa
disappear.  
Grandpa screamed
and screamed,
getting more scared
by the minute.
“I sure hope that
little squirt finds
me!  I’m starting to
get cold.  Besides,
it is so dark down
here,” worried
Grandpa.