Story

“Ok class lets get ready for another fun day “ mr smith says as the bell rings to start class. Moans and groans are heard in the classroom. “Well since everyone had their fun yesterday “ mr smith says “let’s get back to actually learning “ mr smith says “Let’s write a story but this time everyone story is different “ mr smith says “the theme of the story is relationship “ mr smith says “ let’s put some keywords in the story that you are to use in the story “ mr smith says “ok let’s get 5 ideas for keywords….who’s first “ mr smith says. “Fairy” one student says “romantic “ another says “lesbian “ I say “forest “ another student says “nighttime “ another says “ok that’s five everyone “ mr smith says “ok let’s see we have a lesbian fairy in the forest at nighttime doing something romantic “ mr smith says “well this is going to be interesting and so you better start thinking everyone “ mr smith says.

Getting some paper and a pen from my purse bag I start writing. “The fairy wakes up in her forest home towards nighttime and gets up heading towards a special spot she had made earlier for a romantic dinner with her lesbian fairy friend. Getting some fresh berries to add to the table which is just a piece of bark on top of a rock with smaller stones as seats. Once it’s set up she heads off to get her friend. Finding her towards the end of the forest looking at some flowers. They hug and kiss. Then she asks her friend to follow her. Which she does as she wondering where they are going. Taking her friend to the special spot she prepared. Holding her hands over her friend eyes as they approach. Then removing her hands to show her friend the special table she prepared. Which she was surprised and happy to see what her friend has done. As the berries her friend picked were her favorite and the moonlight shined just right upon this spot in the forest as well which made it even more romantic Turning towards her friend she hug and kissed her thanking her for the wonderful surprise. They went and sat down to eat some berries. Which berries were not the only thing they tasted that night. “”

“Once done please put your paper with the story on my desk “ mr smith says. Which when I am done I get up and put my story on his desk. While short but he didn’t say how long it was to be either. Looking at the clock still have 15 minutes before bell rings. Put the paper and pen back into my purse bag. Put the strap of the purse bag on my shoulder so I’ll be ready when the bell rings.

When the bell rings I get up and start out of the classroom. Out of the corner of my eye I can see some students turning in their story on their way out. Wondering what their stories were about.