• * There Once was a little boy who lived with he's Great Grand Mother, Grand Dad(son of the GG), and of course his Mother(daughter of the Grand Dad), they all lived in a big yet small house located on a Indian Reservation, the house there are pretty far apart so the young boy did have a whole lot to do and no kids his age to play with...So The Boy always went out side, there was a old tree house in the front of the house, but it was so high up and the wooden boards were squeaky and could break at any moment so he never went up there, he always passed by it,He always stared at the top of the tree wondering, just what it would look like....he stood there one day looking at the steps, those old creaking,molding steps, with bee nest near the middle....with all his might he took he's foot and moved up, and up, and up, he soon found him self near that bee hive he moved vary, vary, vary slowly ...........................
    of course he it made passed that bee hive then he continued up that stair way then he reached up to the top and the sun was setting just as he made it, He looked forward and saw the most amazing thing as the sun was setting, The light made every thing look gold....then because of he's hear of heights ran down those steps as fast lighting right over that bee hive and jumped from the fourth step(which broke it!) and he landed just fine....but he stepped in dog's poo (eww)
    so in the the end of the day he knew that it was a good day(besides stepping in dog poo).
    THE END.