My First Short Story (1st 1st)
Here's my first first: My First Short Story.
Drawn when I was just a few months shy of six years old, my first short story featured a man-eating dinosaur, weird weather, a wonky-shaped house, and two little boys. Here are the pictures, accompanied by the descriptions I told my mom, which I took from the journal she kept.
September 27, 1981
Jenny drew these pictures and put the book together by herself. The following is what she said the story is.
Page 1: Person is afraid of the dinosaur.
Page 2: Now the dinosaur is eating the person.
Page 3: This is the little boy's brother. He is digging in the sand. It is sunny and suddenly it starts to rain. He is sad because the dinosaur ate his brother.
Page 4: Mother and Father are sad at home because their child is gone.
When Denny told Jenny that she had a baby brother, she cried and said, "I wanted a baby sister, not a brother." In about half an hour she changed her mind and said a baby brother is O.K.
More firsts to come.
What are some of yours?
2 Comments:
My first story, illustrated, of course, went along the lines of "the sun is shining, the birds is singing, the flowers is blooming." Adorable, and so pithy. I would not have cried if the dinosaur had eaten my brother. I would have had a party. :)
I am so thrilled to read your first first! How amazing that you crafted this story at age six. You must have a wonderful mother.
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