My Story.

Once upon a time there was a little man. He lived in a little house on the littlest road with a little cat and a little dog and a big fish. The big fishes name was Fred. He lived in a little pond. He was sad because he was smooshed in the little pond. But the little mad liked Fred and would not let him go. So the little man was sad because Fred was sad. The little man went to his little shed, his little shoes crunching the leaves that were in the grass that needed to be mowed. He started to dig a hole, a big hole that took up half of his little yard. And it took him a looong time because his shovel was so little. But Fred was too big for his little net. How would he get Fred from the little pond (which was more like a deep puddle), to the big pond (which was more like a little pool). The little man went and told Fred about the new hole. Fred had heard the little man digging, but he didn't know what he was doing. So when he heard about the new, big, pond, he was so happy that he jumped out of his little pond right into it. The little man was happy because Fred was happy, and the little cat and the little dog were happy because the little man was happy. So it goes without saying, but for the sake of a good story, (because its all in the ending you know...) they all lived happily ever after!

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