Thursday, February 2, 2017
The Kid
There was this kid. He was playing with some feathers, until the wind blew them away. They blew into this dark tunnel, and its not the best place to go. There was really bad stuff down there. If the kid had gotten closer to them, they would cut off his hand. Everything that they did was not good. He was not afraid so he went to get the feather anyway. He's going to die, and he ended up dying anyway!
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6 comments:
WOW! This was a little dark, but somtimes thta makes them the best! You did a really nice job!
This was a really good story! How did you come up with the idea? Why did he end up dying anyways?
Phew, that took me by surprise. Very intriguing. Would love to know more.
I love the concept of the story, maybe next time you could try some different word choice.
This is sorta sad. What made you think of this? All in all I kinda liked how dicriptive you were. Poor little boy. Why didn't you stop him?
Great story, but it's a weird plot. Maybe you could've made it a little longer by not making him die at the end, but great job!
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