Beattz
When I was getting ready to move out for college, my mother and I sat on the couch one evening and organized all of my bits of paper that had been collected over the years into a scrapbook. You know, old report cards and honor roll certificates and art projects and play programs.
One of the things we found that night was a story I'd written off of a prompt in the first grade. “The best Christmas gift ever”. I had written this story, front and back of the page all about how this kid and her dad had a tradition and all these details around it etc. Then you get to the end. Crammed in at the very bottom, and the last line reads “And the best Christmas present ever was a chainsaw.”
This book had the exact same structure. Enjoy.
When I was getting ready to move out for college, my mother and I sat on the couch one evening and organized all of my bits of paper that had been collected over the years into a scrapbook. You know, old report cards and honor roll certificates and art projects and play programs.
One of the things we found that night was a story I'd written off of a prompt in the first grade. “The best Christmas gift ever”. I had written this story, front and back of the page all about how this kid and her dad had a tradition and all these details around it etc. Then you get to the end. Crammed in at the very bottom, and the last line reads “And the best Christmas present ever was a chainsaw.”
This book had the exact same structure. Enjoy.