It all started when our teacher was telling us about how someone in our class copied her example story. For some reason,It reminded of a boy named Cole. Cole was afraid of spiders. When me and Cole were younger, I told him I spit spiders on my enemies. I couldn’t believe that he believed me. Imagine if I made a book about a girl spiting spiders. What a stupid idea. A stupid cool idea. My story began.
My story was about a girl who spit spiders. Nobody liked Anna because when she opened her mouth spiders flew out. Them our teacher told us we would be sharing our books with kindergartens. 🤯😖. No turning back now.