Here’s an original story written by a 10-year-old–please respond if you like it!
Once upon a time there was a boy who was in the graveyard saying goodbye to his deceased relatives.
“Uncle Fred, I…I…I…lo- Wait a minute–you never got me a *$@#* present! I hate you!” he said as he continued through the misty, ghostly graveyard. As he continued to walk he heard a crack.
Suddenly a male vampire shot up from the ground bleeding from its arm. All the little boy said was “Hi Mom!” When the vampire replied it wasn’t a happy comment. He said,”Son, did you say the d$@#* word?” Then the little boy said,”Yes, cause that old hag, Fred, was a *$@#*!”
Back to the vampire. “Son. If you say that word one more time, I will have to bite you in the neck.” Little boy: “Fine, Mom–then I’m running away!”
Mom: “Oh no you’re not, you little brat!”
The boy started to run faster and faster away but could not outrun Mom’s fast wings as she turned into a bat. The boy tripped over a log as he was grabbed by his bloodthirsty mother…
If you like this, the 10-year-old author will continue his story later on this blog!
****And, since someone asked for more, here is the ultimate conclusion:
When the mom grabbed him he said, “I will give you a punishment worse than a bite in the neck.”
And then no one ever saw the little child again, but some say on a dark night, when there’s a full moon, inside an attic of a dark, old, abandoned house, they see a boy being forced to eat brussel sprouts…