Pitter patter went the rain on the glass of the home where the Henderson’s laid. Alone in the home sat Billy and June, who weren’t too excited for the rain’s special tune. 1
“Billy” asked Jun, quiet and sad.2
“it’s ok June, I’m sure the sun isn’t mad.”3
“But Billy” June pleaded with large teary eyes, “What if the sun begins to cry? What if he’s upset as can be? How would we know, him we can’t see!”4
“June” Billy looks over, his sarcastic face. “The sun just can’t seem to find his place. He’ll find it soon though, I bet you he will. Then happiness in his life we ca together fill.”5
June stood and ran from the house kneeling before the dark clouds, “Mr. sun, wherever you are, you’re wanted here more then ever!”6
With those words spoken, the sun came in site. “Thank you my dear” The sun said in his light. “It feels so good to be accepted by a person as wonderful as you.”7
For the rest of the day, Billy and June played, with eachother and the sun, for the sun finally agreed to stay.8
Author notes
I havent dabbled too much into children's, I would like to know what you think, though.
Please tell me what you think
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Delightful
An entaining and enjoyable story.
Robert Davidson. -
i like it
it's a very good metaphor excellent absolutley excellent!!!
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This was cute. You could expand on this. What age are the children? More description. But a great little start.
~*Brooke*~ -
1: Where the Henderson's laid? That makes no sense to me...
Why does a lot of this rhyme? It's kind of strange... other than that, good job. I enjoyed reading this. -
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oh..it should be layed..and this was just some random corny story I wrote while I was bored..didnt think anyone would actually read it! lol thnx!
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