A Boy And His Burrito

Once there was a boy named Andrew. He was a sad little boy because he liked to run and play and whistle but he had no one to run and play and whistle with. Then, one day when he was outside playing all alone he found a burrito.

Andrew said: "Hi my name is Andrew. Would you like to run and play and whistle with me?"

And the Burrito said "My name is The Burrito and I would love to play and run and whistle with you but I don't know how."

So Andrew taught The Burrito how to run and play and whistle many songs and he wasn't sad anymore. After a long day out side Andrew said to The Burrito "I am so glad I have someone to run and play and whistle with but now my hands are cold from being outside."

The Burrito thought about this for a moment then said "I know. Hold me in you hands for I am still warm from the oven."

So the boy held the Burrito close to his heart and his hands weren't cold anymore.

They watched the sunset and the boy was happy. But then he realized he was very hungry from all the whistling and running and playing. "What a fun day we had, but now I need something to eat," said Andrew.

Then The Burrito thought about this for along time. He thought and thought and thought. Finally he said "Burritos don't get hungry, but there is nothing better in the world for a hungry little boy than his burrito."

The boy looked at his Burrito and said "But if I eat you I who will I have to run and play and whistle with tomorrow?"

Then the Burrito smiled and said "I'll still be with you for every song you whistle and every time you run and whenever you play. I'll just be deep inside of you helping you to do all those things. You'll make new friends and your hands will get cold and sometimes you'll feel lonely and you might get hungry but you will always have the memory of me in your tummy to help you."

So the boy hugged his Burrito one last time and ate him. Now he wasn't hungry anymore. As he walked home he thought about what The Burrito had said and realized the true meaning of friendship. Having a friend doesn't mean you won't get hungry or cold or have to whistle and run and play alone sometimes. It means you will always have your friends in your stomach to help you through those tough times.

Yes, thought Andrew, there truly are no better friends than A boy and his burrito.

The End.