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“But why can’t I?” I whined.
“Because I SAID SO!”
“But…I found it!”
He gave a sigh so giant it seemed to move the Universe. He counted to ten.
“Son. You can’t play
with the Earth. I know it’s hard to
believe, but there are tiny little people living there and we need to respect
them.”
Tiny little people?
I peered closely.
I think my Dad was teasing me again.
I think my Dad was teasing me again.
10 comments:
Wonderful! I love it! Now I know what that feeling of being watched is.
Lovely story. I can envision this conversation. Do you think that's what causes our earthquakes?
Jenny I felt like I was the child holding the whole world. Great story and I love how you twisted in the end with tiny people. As the child tried peering to see them.
Blessings
What a beautiful story.
Good story! We give it 2 Paws Up!!
Smooches,
BabyRD & Hootie
That is beautiful really good use of prompt.
This is so sweet ...loved it ....
Perfect response to the prompt, Jenny. Loved it.
=)
You clever woman, you! Why couldn't I think of something like that??? I didn't even try!
Hahaha! Love it. You really have a great imagination.
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