Babo was my first Ugly Doll. He was given to me by my next door neighbor for my birthday.
Recently I went to my friend's house. His name is Marcus. He has three brothers and a sister. Their names are Martin, Mason, Max, and Tessa.
When I left I did not have Babo. I said, "Uh oh, I do not have Babo." My mom said we'd go back and get him the next day.
I went back over to my friend Marcus' house and found two babos. One was softer and one was harder. I chose the harder one because I know mine had the rip in its arm.
Two days later, I came back from school and I took out Babo and played with him for awhile, but then I started drawing bacause I was bored. When it was time for bed I said, "Babo? Babo! Where are you?" I looked for 2 minutes I guess and I couldn't find him. My mom said, "Go to bed, we'll find him in the morning."
So...I did not find him because I had just 4 minutes before school. I put on my pants, shirt, socks and shoes and finally, I packed my backpack.
After school I could not find him. I still haven't found him. And here I am sitting on the couch, dictating my blog for my mom who is typing this post, on October 20, Saturday, at 2:48 and I still can't find Babo.
