So, I was going through some old stuff in the "man room" a few weeks ago and I came across a box full of old school work. I ended up recycling most of it but decided to keep the packet of creative writing stories I found. I'm not exactly sure how old I was when I wrote these stories. Judging by some of the names used it was anywhere between 4th and 6th grade.
I have 5 short stories I wrote. I've decided to share them via my blog. One a day for the week. I plan on entering them EXACTLY as written. Spelling errors and all. Hope you all enjoy them. I know I laughed my ass off when I read them . Made me wonder WHY my folks didn't have me in therapy.
The Mouse
One day at about 10:00 I heard a slap! OW! slap! OW! then I heard a voice say "Will you ever do that again?" No said another voice.
So I looked out of my hole. Oh I forgot to tell you. I am a mouse. I live in the principal's office of Orchards school. The principal's name is Mr. Dixon. Like I was saying. I looked out of my hole. He was waching T.V.. And eating lunch. When he left he left crumbs on the floor.
So I went and had lunch too. When the principal came back. I ran into my hole before he spotted me. All of a sudden I heard a MEOW! I looked out my hole a cat! Was out there.
So I went out the back way. I was running across the parking lot then. Squash! A bus ran over me.
The End.
WTF? I'm thinking that Orchards must have had some lead paint or pipes or something.
Tomorrow's story: Invisible for 24 hours.