By A W.
Grade 4, Washington
One day I stepped on a tack and broke my back. I was so mad that I was sad. Then i started crying and I started dying. Next I got hit by a giraffe while I was doing my math. Then I was 1 percent dead with a giraffe print on my head while I was in bed. Last I got hit by a car near a bar. That was the end of me so I can''t see and get stung by a bee.