The story that Lily writes in this, I actually wrote. Please don't laugh, I was 7! It's the first story I've ever written, SO YOU WILL LIKE IT! Everything is just like I wrote it, so ignore the spelling errors.
Lily stood in front of her kidnergarden class. They had been told to write a short story, and that's what she did. But now, she had to read it outloud...
"It is called Angels, by Lily Marie Evans," She said clearly.
"Once there was an angel named Angels. She was so nice the other angels where so kind to her. But one day Angels got sick. When she got better, the other angels where mean to her. Angels didn't know what to do. But soon, Angels got married, and eight years later, she had a baby. She was so happy the other angels were kind to her agien.But the happy years ended. Angels's husbend had died. Those where sad years for Angels and her baby Annie. But soon Angels marred agean. When Annie was eight, Angels had anuther baby named Jackk. His sistler was nice and also buteful. But he was mean to her. But soon, the other angels where unhappy. They had seen Jack being mean to Annie. One day, Jack, Annie, Angels, and her husbend Mike, got sick and Jack died. But Annie, Angels, and Mike got better.The end."
Please don't give me any mean comments to this. I was 7, and had just learned how to write not even a year before I wrote this. I wrote it when my mom was in the hospital, and to my surprise, when we were going through the house after she died, we found it! I couldn't believe she had kept it for so long...