E. Egg
The very day E. Egg first came to Storyland was Easter Day. E. Egg was walking the streets of Thunder Bay, Ontario. He saw hordes and hordes of people running toward him. E. Egg was scared. He had never seen so many people. He saw a field full of tall grass just ahead. He ran to the field as fast as he could go. He hid himself in the tall grass.
A few people did manage to find him and when they tried to pick him up, he screamed as loud as he could and didn’t stop until they left him alone.
“Are you okay?” one little girl, Jamie asked, after all the people had left him alone.
E. Egg was going to scream but Jamie put her fingers to her lips, telling him to be silent.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” said Jamie. “I want to help you. My name is Jamie.”
“I am E. Egg,” said E. Egg, feeling that he could trust Jamie.
“E. Egg,” said Jamie. “That is an odd name.”
“The “E” in my name stands for Easter,” said E. Egg.
“Now that makes sense,” said Jamie.
“What was with all those people?” asked E. Egg. “They were chasing me. I was scared.”
“Today is Easter,” explained Jamie. “Those people were going to an Easter egg hunt.”
“Oh,” said E. Egg, realizing those people weren’t necessarily there to chase him. “I think I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
“I think so too,” said Jamie. “So, are you okay? Do you need anything?”
“I am okay now,” said E. Egg. “I don’t need anything now that I am comforted that you are with me.”
“I won’t let anyone hurt you,” said Jamie.
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