An elf showed up at my house one day, about a month ago. He said, “Hi, my name is Elfie.” “Hi, Elfie,” I said. “I’m lost here, and I need to get back to the North Pole before Christmas,” he said. I said “I’ll help you get home.” “Follow the snow it’s pointing toward the North Pole,” I said.
Elfie left right away following the snow all the way back home. He ran through Canada, to Greenland and beyond. He tagged on boats and planes. He rode on eagle, storks, and bears. He reached the North Pole the day before Christmas. He was exhausted, and felt like he would fall apart any second.
everyone was happy to see him, ecpically his parents. They asked, “where he went.” He said, I fell off the sleigh on Santa’s test run, I was lost in East Earl a little boy helped me get home.” “Well I am so glad you found your way home, Elfie,” He parents said. elfie lived the rest of his life in happiness with his parents.