Thursday, November 10, 2016


The monster was prowling in the blue and black river. The Monster was looking for Marshmallows. The little boy  saw  a   Monster   was   behind him.   And   he  spun  around and he used the stick like a whip.  The monster growled and then he smiled. He leaped to side to side to get a  marshmallow.  The boy  threw  it to  the  Monster and he went here
the  boy ran away and  the Monster went to go to get the  marshmallow that was a pillow. He put it on the fire, it melted and the  Monster was sad
“boo hoo”.

I was lining to write a narrative.

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