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Bethi7

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The Memorable

John Vernda was getting married July 20,1999. His finace was Clarice Romton. "Are you sure we should do this?" Clarice said. "Certainly honey, I will make it a hunting theme" John said. Clarice said, "But I thought we were doing an origanal themed wedding." John sighed,"I like hunting better! OKAY?" Clarice just left him, seeing how vain he was, she wasn't sure about getting married to him after how mean he was. She went to sleep that night and dreamed of a better wedding. The next day was the day of their wedding. They were dressed for it. At the wedding, the preacher said, "Clarice do yo-" John bloated,"I want to go first!" Everyone gasped, "WELL I DO NOT WANT TO MARRY YOU, JOHN! YOU HAVE MADE A DISASTER OF OUR WEDDING!" John said,"So I don't need you, i can find a better women than you!" John left her now. He travled from Ohio, to Arkansas, to Louisiana, in a little town called Napoleonville. He had know idea of how Louisiana was like, he didn't know what marshes, swamps, and even bayou's. He hated our beloved crawfish. If any one offered him crawfish he'd say, "No! Are you dumb? I hate crawfish!" One day when he was walking on the street, he ran into a man named Lloyd. "Son, you need to fit in as a Louisianian. Y'all best go on a tour and learn a little." So John took his advise and he did learn a bit. So he bought a house in Pierre Part to find out about the cajuns and enjoyed it. The people he lived next to were Betty Crochet & Vernon Crochet. He lived in a little house made of bricks. He was still vain,but hemade lots of friends. He never even thought about Clarice. He yelled at people who offered him stuff he didn't want. But he found out his true personallity, a kind, warm hearted man. And h made a saying, "Those who hurt, need to find reality." so he live in Pierre part for a long time, 10 years to be exact. So he lived a great life. Forever......

The End
 
Oh my, you are only 9?! I love your story - I love to see kids taking up a pen or pencil and writing stories! Never stop - always keep practicing.

I started writing stories when I was 8 and finally had some stories published in books over the years when I grew up - my children are almost 19 and 17... and have been a part of my stories and my nieces are 10 and 9 and will be a part of some future tales I have planned.

Have you written any animal stories? I always wrote about horses when I was your age (and that was a LONG, long time ago)...some things never change as I love writing about my horses, still.

Denise
 

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