SORE BARE FEET WITH YELLOW TAIL

From the 2nd diary entry of Stewy Lemmon's childhood adventures.

Its been almost two weeks, after our unforgettable funny night of colourful fruit falling down on us. So, I decided to take Smoochy for a walk through our village and then up and over the town's nearby grassy green hills.
When all of a sudden I noticed a strange gigantic and colourful object in the near distance. I picked up Smoochy and put him in my top left-hand side pocket, then I took off my thongs and raced like the wind, towards this strange, gigantic and colourful thing.
When we got closer I realised what I had come across. It was a gigantic and colourful hot air balloon. Maybe, it had crashed on top of our town's grassy green hills, that very morning. I yelled out hello is anyone in there? But, not a squeak or holler of noise came out of that gigantic and colourful hot air balloon.
I was curious to have a closer look inside, so I took Smoochy out of my top, left-hand side pocket and put him nearby. I climbed up into the hot air balloon with bare feet and all, to see what it looked like inside my incredible find.
Whilst looking straight up towards the blue sky, I saw the hot air balloons large engine, that once it was switched on, would make a huge fire which would make you ever so warm. All of sudden, a gush of wind took hold of the gigantic hot air balloon and it started to take off.
I yelled out to Smoochy to help me, but quickly realised, he was only a grouse new pet mouse and would not understand me. The balloon started to bounce down the hill and was nearing the edge. Smoochy had jumped onto the end of a dangling rope and was hanging on by the skin of his teeth, while I was hanging on for my dear young life.
I screamed out to Smoochy to start climbing up the rope and not to be scared. Finally, Smoochy made it into the balloons basket and popped straight into my top, left-hand side pocket where he felt safe. So, maybe Smoochy does understand me after all. The hot air balloon was getting higher and higher and further away from my home, heading towards the famous Bearfeet Ridge mountain tops.
Ouch Ouch Ouch, I yelled out to Smoochy for help, again, again and again. Because, when I was running in bare feet, towards the strange, gigantic and colourful object, I stepped on some prickles and it didn't at all, feel like funny feet tickles. I carefully pulled them out, one by one; all those pointy painful prickles that were making my bare feet sore.
Then I had an idea to get us off this fast moving hot air balloon. I pulled out my very super sporty single-shot stylish slingshot from my back pocket and put one of those pointy painful prickles into place on the slingshot that had been stuck in my feet.
Bang, my first shot made a hole in the balloon and it started to drop down slowly over the treetops. But,with an almighty, Thump, it had stopped with a jolt and came to a complete and sudden halt.
The dangling rope Smoochy had used to climb in with me, had tangled around a tree branch and anchored the hot air balloon on top, on a very steep angle. I stood up and wiped the sweat off my brow and thought wow, 'what a fun ride'.
I then climbed over the edge and onto a large limb and started to climb down carefully, branch by branch. Then I heard very loud moans and growls coming from below us. As I looked down I felt excited and very lucky, but at the same time, I felt very nervous way down inside.
Smoochy peaked his head out and started to tremble, for what we were seeing, had to be that 'mysterious and rarely seen, yellow tailed, bear family',.Which a few older towns’ people have claimed to have seen.
But the bears were looking oh so very hungry, patient and keen. Then from afar, I heard people yelling out, 'don't move Stewy, stay where you are, were almost there'.
It was my Dad Archie and Sergeant Bill Stilrite from our local police station. Luckily, Dad had seen Smoochy and I, with his trusty homemade, fancy, far out, funny binoculars through the small, round shaped, backdoor window of his unusually built and outrageously painted, outback, backyard shed.
He couldn't believe it, when I jumped into it and it started to move. So, he raced to his car and yelled out to my Mum Flo, call the local police now on 000 and don't be slow, as my Dad started following us by car, from well down below.
The police Sergeant Bill Stilrite along with my Dad, had both managed to follow us in their very fast cars, right up until we came to a complete and sudden halt. The screaming of my Dad and Sergeant Bill Stilrite scared off the mysterious and rarely seen yellow tailed, bear family, making them all bolt.
Now safely back home and with an amazing, gigantic and colourful hot air balloon tale to tell. I just don't know if my family and folk will ever really believe that Smoochy and I saw the mysterious and rarely seen yellow tailed bear family, oh well.
At least Smoochy was there and knows our adventures were fun and for real. Maybe, I could even try to write a book one day and try to sell.

Author's Note

Ignore grammar problems, what do you think of the dialogue, etc. But if you think it needs spelling, grammar, etc edits, please let me know thx. PS: Please read entries 1-12 in order to get a true feel of the book series.