I want to share with you my son's capabilities as a writer. He is ten years old and must write these stories for school. I rewrote it exactly the way he did. Even with the incorrect sentences, his imagination is grand. I had to share it with someone before I stash it away for years later. I cannot help but to be so proud. Remember that he is ten and can't spell, forgets commas and punctuation, but I am mainly thrilled that he wrote such a long story with details.

I arrived at school, I walked to class when I got there I felt strange. One of my friends was writing in his notebok. Then something jumped out of it had a not so good smile on his face. The thing was the oddest thing I had ever seen. ANd it had three haeads and huge feet for a 12 inch monster it crawled under a desk and I couldn't see it any more then when that day was over at my house, when my mom told me to do my homework but I had other planes I snuck out of the house and into the backyard to get my bike. And then I rod my bike to the back of the school. I got off my bike, and ran to the door it was locked! I seen an open window and I crawled, and dashed into my room. "Looks like someone forgot to lock the door." I said I dashed across the room I went into am am edit Holt, at my friend's desk. is tarted to throw out everything in it, then I took out his notebook I opened it and I seen nothing but mispelled words in it. So I turned around and I herd a noise it sounded like page flipping me quickly turned around and there was nothing there so I ran out of the room and into the backyard of the school. ANd called the police with my cell phone a few minutes later they came one of them said to me "What's the mater kid," he said "There's a monster in there." He started to giggle!!! ANd so he then took me home. "is this yours?" He said, taking me to the front porch I went to school the next day, wear is everybody I said the hull class had been a mess the desks had been flipped over, glass and everything ike that was laying on the ground. Right in front of me was the ugliest thing I had ever seen likely there was one barley living teacher, so ia sked her "Wat's going on here?" That thing is around here some wear Wait!!! I hollered, she dropped to the floor as the life drained out of her. I couldn't just leave her hear, if I did then I would be the one how would be feeling guilty so I got down on my knees and started to pout my hands under her and started to pick her up with all of my strength I had. Pout her on the back of my pegs on my bike then I just remembered that she wasn't as healthy as she wasn't as healthy as she was then I thought and thought then I seen a pees of string on the bottom of my shirt and I started to pool and pool and pool and I started to tie her to my back. Rod all the way home!!! "Hhhhhhhhaaaaaaa" is that" yes mom' I said. And I never went to that school again.