A Story
We also found a story written by very little ones. Very, very little ones. I’m not sure if it is complete, as it was written on several small pieces of paper. But I think it is.
So here goes.
Oh, and they would like to know what people think.
Once upon a time
A little girl was born
And her name was princess
She was blessed by the Gods
She was given gifts
Which not too many mortals have
But there was a grave price
to be paid
A lot of people were mean to her
Cause they were scared of the gifts
They gave her many other names
Some of which weren’t too nice
And she had to watch
What happened to other people with gifts like her
Soon she forgot she was princess
And she forgot about her gifts
And how to use them
And they helped her forget
They didn’t want her to know
Cause they were very afraid
Of a little child of innocence
And who she would grow to be
But she didn’t die
Like some of the others
Even though sometimes she wished she had
And they told her
Never to tell about the gifts
And about them
Or else
And she didn’t
Cause she forgot
Then she un-forgot
And got real scared
Bout the or else.