



These are the rough working of a story I wrote for my friends child Isabella, At the age of Two Isabella had a imaginary friend named Sherman. Sherman is a worm, a purple pokatdotted Worm. Sherman manages to lead Isabella on many imaginative misadventures. When Isabellas mom questians Issy on what happened? Isabella always blames it on Sherman. At dinner time, Sherman persuaded Isabella to hide her broccolli under the table, her mother banished issy to her room. Isabella and sherman cry, affraid that mom doesn't love them any more, mother comes to tuck them into bed and assures them that she will always love Sherman, and her baby Bella-roo.










