Stocky was in the deep fresh snow in the Canadian rocky mountains and then he saw a might polar bear.

He started saying “Help!” in a whimpering voice. Then he began yelling my name,

“CODY, Help! The polar bear is attacking me!”

The polar bear was swinging his claws viciously towards Stocky. My body was shaking with fear. I almost ran away but then I remembered he was my best friend.

So finally I came with my mighty iron sword and I took a gianormous swing at the mighty polar bear.

Splat, went the polar bear, hitting the frozen ground.