I was cleaning out my junk today and found an old notebook from 1998. (I was about seven at the time).
Flipping through it, I found a short story I'd written. It was interesting - the first story I remember ever writing.
The punctuation and penmanship was pretty bad, but no mispelled words.
I'm going to type it out and post it here, if for no other reason than to show the difference between Lazarus' stories from 8 years ago and his Book in Progress story now.
The only changes I've made are to punctuation(adding periods, ' and ", and question marks)
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As Joe and his pal George walked along the road, Joe said "We have a big dusty attic and it's full of old trunks and boxes. Why don't we go up there and look through 'em?"
"Okay." said George. So they went back to the house and up the stairs to the attic.
"There sure is a lot of stuff up here." George said. Joe said, "Why don't we start with this one?"
So they opened it. "What's that?" Joe said. "A little box with a key attached," George said. "Let's open it."
They did, and saw a piece of paper, an envelope, and a gold coin. They opened the envelope and found a map. It looked like this: *crude drawing of a map*
The piece of paper said 17,5,2 17,2,26,16,17,15,2 6,16 25,18,15,6,2,1 6,11 17,52 12,91 25,26, 15,11.
They were excited so they tried to decode it. They found out it said "The treasure is buried in the old barn."
"What old barn?" they thought. The house on the map looked just like theirs. "Maybe it's on our property."
They started out through their woods and found an old barn. They went in and found a piece of wood with writing on it. It said: -..-..---. ..---.-..-. ...-.-.-..
They knew it was morse code. It said "Dig under here."
They went back and got shovels but it was too dark. So they went up to the attic and box was closed.
It was very dark, so Joe started to turn the light on. Suddenly - "AAAAAAAAAOOIIIIWWW!"
They screamed and ran downstairs. Then the power went out, and what looked like a ghost was coming down the stairs . It grabbed them, pulled them back into the attic and tied them up and gagged them.
Then it executed Joe and George Wilson.
-The end-
Wow. I was only 7 - and we didn't even get a TV until a few years later.
That story is really weird, for some reason. Not sure why.