a story by maggie jordan, age 10

one day, when i was around 3 years old, i was hanging out in the baby pool at the woodlin club. i had a squishy frog toy that squeaked, and i really liked it. i was squeezing it, when a mean boy came and took it away from me. i looked all around the pool for another frog toy, and finally i found a new one! i squeezed the new frog, and all of its guts came out. the end.