One Stormy night a long, long, long time ago a gigantic orange bear was pondering on
             an old rotted log in the Haunted Acre Woods. At exactly midnight, his tumy roared with fury
             and shook the whole forest. At this moment, every creatrue fled with terror.
             I sprang out of bed to endulge myself with honey! When i had reached the cabinet, to
             my astonishment, the honey had vanished. I became infuriated with the lack of honey. I thought
             to myself "Who could have done such a thing?"
             Then all of the sudden, I saw a solitary bee zoom out the window. "Now, if I just
             follow that bee, he's bound to lead me to honey"
             I ran out of the house, shouting with satisfaction at the aspect of more honey. The bee
             flew up a preposterous tree. But my obsession made me climb the tree. When I got close to
             the bee-hive, the branch that I was sitting on broke. I tried to grasp the bark but fell into a
             However I did not give up so effortlessly. Then I relized I could go to my best bud,
             Christopher Robin. He gave me an extaordinary idea on how to get the honey. It was to roll
             around in mud, get a balloon and float up to the nest. I would discise myself as a dark cloud. I
             will peculate the honey and place it in my tummy.
             Just after I devoured the honey an angry swarm of fierocious bees flew at me. Then I
             lost grasp of balloon and plummeted to the ground. As I was falling I clung desperatly to the
             balloon and drifted off into a puddle of mud. The bees promiscuously flew past me. By now I
             had felt exausted and went back to my house.
             Winnie went into a deep slumber. He did not awake for one year. When he finally
             awoke his honey was mysteriously returned. The pot was filled only half way. Which left only
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