the first death I have ever seen was an ant. We were camping and it came by my bedside. I did what I saw everyone do and I crushed it with a shoe. I saw the struggle the ant endured and I never killed again.
Posted By Annabelle Trokey On 02.16.2012 @ 11:56 am
there was a wagon who had one wheel. He didn’t like the way it made him feel. So he began to sing songs to passers by. And with their tips he began to fly. His thoughts allowed him to soar and earn the wheels he dreamed for.
Posted By Annabelle Trokey On 02.02.2012 @ 9:09 am