February 3, 2006

Once upon a time, a little boy come to a park and he got a bicycle and ride it. He didn’t share. And he got mad. He take toys out of someone’s hand. Reese was there. He went to his mother. And, he didn’t even take something out of their hand. He was happy to see his mother. He saw fruit on a bathroom. And he went to his grandma and popi’s house. He taked an airplane out of his hand. He went outside. He taked a flashlight out of someone’s hand. It was dark outside. He sawed a moth. A moth got on the boy. It didn’t bite him. It was his best friend. The End.