Following is the world premiere of Grace's first short work of fiction on her new (my old) laptop. I only helped her with the correction of the words that Word indicated were misspelled or not grammatically correct because she asked for explanation of the squiggly lines underneath them. She did all the rest.
She was very pleased that it was 90 words (including the title). I think the word counter is her favorite Word feature.
She's downstairs right now working on another story.
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The Boy Who Cried Woof.
Once there was a boy who was walking to his mom’s house and his mom got bit by a dog. Then his mom kissed him. The next morning when he woke up and he opened his mouth he woofed. It took him ten days to figure it out. And on the 11th day he figured it out. His mom has to kiss me because the dog can talk. And she has to kiss the dog. So he can talk and the dog can talk.