Young Writers Society

A true story about friendship. I bet I know why he didn't eat the mouse. It was too small a meal for him. After all, why eat the pebble when you can have the cliff. Wait, that made no sense to you. Well, just remember the reference.

This is so cute. Did you draw those yourself? They really are amazing. I'm curious though, who is at the end. This provides a great message not just for kindergartners, but for all lil kids who actually read this. Friendship is not just for those who are same, but also those who are different.

Well anyways, great job!

-lost

Made my morning. Thank you.

This is just so adorable! I especially liked the part where they play board games. Also, what a deep message for kindergarten! Different cultures can live in harmony; friendship surpasses needs such as hunger and greed. I mean, otherwise the alligator would've torn the mouse apart and then hung it by its tail and gnashed it and hashed it before eating it up and ...

*coughs*

Anyway, this reminds me of my first story. It was about a crocodile who forgot to brush his teeth and ended up with a toothache. He cried buckets and the cat-doctor refused to help him. It was weird. And I felt really bad for the crocodile, but it couldn't be helped.

Thank you for sharing this. <3 Now excuse me for a moment while I take the time to go "Aww."

~Pompadour

D'awww. =D

Wow, what an amazing story. Even for a kindergartner, this story possesses imagination no other great writer has ever had. The friendship between the mouse and alligator speaks to the audience on a greater level, showing it that a bond between two cannot be broken even when the two are of a different species. The part that really got me was the fact that the mouse lives in a river with the alligator. This beats my kindergarten story about a boy and a "gril" (I'd spelled 'girl' that way) who had to run away from an evil Pokemon monster.

Okay, I'm done, I just had to do that. I was just fooling around with the sophisticated language (I was hoping it sounded that way, did I do a good job?) This is cool that you've got it posted up as a picture. All us writers have to remember where it all started: back in kindergarten, where simplistic plot lines and characters exist. And that's the fun of it. It was fun coming up with all that imagination, not really having to make sure that things connected with each other or if they made sense (see evil Pokemon monster above). This is great, thanks for sharing it fortis!