Once there was a bumpy rock named Rockell that loved her home and her bow. She lived near a Buck Creek in Ohio. She wished she could get weathered. She knows a lot of rocks in her family that has been weathered.
Man, I sure do love my life here in Ohio... and my bows!
Rockell is suddenly blown by the wind into the creek. The wind cause her to bump into other rocks and crack and fall.
Oww, this hurts!
After a long time underwater, she is weather into a smooth rock.
As the wind carried Rockell. She was screaming. This would be the erosion agent.
NOOOOOOO!!!!!! I LOST MY BOW!!!!!!
She was deposited into a moraine. She met a bunch of new rock friends but, Rockell was still sad about her bow.
Rockell's friend found her bow blowing in the wind. Now Rockell lives with her bow and her new friends.