B-Dub’s First Story

He sat on my lap. “I’m writing a story!” he said. “I’m typing!”

And then he wrote:

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And I assume he meant to finish with:

THEN THEY WERE ALL EATEN BY ZOMBIE CROCODILES

THE END.

Thought I’d preserve the boy’s first foray into fiction writing here on the blog. Now to spend the next 16 years convincing him that being a writer is a really, really horrible idea.