One stormy winter night a baby monkey escaped from the great oak tree. It was morning when Mumma Monkey realised he was gone. She searched the forest. Suddenly, she heard a crying noise. She quickly rushed up the tree and saw him on a rusty old bridge. The little monkey was terrified! When he looked down the bridge broke and fell onto a branch. He was so relieved. Mumma Monkey had finally found her baby! "Hold on I will find a way to get you up. Grab this green vine." "Thanks Mum" said the little monkey. "That's okay, I'm just glad you're okay." "Yes, me too." The End.
Written by Oliver Moocarme
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