A story

I was cleaning through some of my old schoolwork today and I found a story I wrote at age 7. I decided it was so funny that I should share it. This is a direct transcription, so every spelling mistake and grammatical error is still present.

The Great Easter Crash

It had been a hard yare preparing for Easter only two more days. The barscits were stil beeing made.. everything was ok entiL the next day. The next day there was a thuder storm The storm made the ground damnall the animals ran over the bilbes nest. In the bilbes nest roovs collapsed all the chocolat eges broc. Then a rabit hopt into the hole. the bibles were scared the rabit was mooving the broken of* the bibles were confused sone the bilbes were helping. When it was fixt thay wunderd how thay wood make the eges with one day left.

Then there was litning it shot on to the nest the grond calapst agen the cocolat mechen was brocn for god the bibles and the rabit trid to fix it just woden stay together the bibes were sad.

*I think this is supposed to be "the rabbit was moving the broken off"

As you can see I grasped the concept of melancholy from an early age.