When I was in 2nd grade, I would have been seven years old. This was when I started to really love writing songs. I thought I could make a living off of it, even though my songs were... well, you could tell they were written by a 7 year old. All of the mistakes are here. Spelling, grammar, all of it.
Before I start, in this chapter, I challenge all of you to publish your childhood writings and tag me, but here I will challenge Phoenix_Malfoy , NymphieTonks , and bandbean . So, let's start this thing.
The Apple
Or, the fite!
Ones opon a time, there was anapple. It was 500 times more ruby-red than normal apples! Can you believe that it held 600% more joos!?!? "I want it!" Said Zoe. "But Zoe, I want it!" Said Madeline. "No!" Said Oliver. "It's mine!" But when the three kids where asleep, and Mother Maddy wasasleep, Father John Snuk out of bed! He was very sneaky. He climed the apple tree, picked the apple, and at 5:00 in the early morning, CRUNCH!
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Publishing Stories From My Childhood
Short StoryHere, I am going to publish stories, poems, songs, and other stuff that I wrote when I was littler. I am almost 14 now
