Bob blew out the candle and went to bed.
The candle would not stay unlit. Bob was confused.
He blew hard to make he go out. He went to sleep.
The candle was unlit again. Bob was disappointed.
He got a hairdryer to blow it out harder. Bob went to sleep again.
The candle did not stay unlit. It woke Bob up. Bob went and got a gun. Bob shot the candle.
Bob couldn't go to sleep then.
It was morning.
−me strauss Letting me be
6 comments:
I am sure the neighbors weren't too thrilled either. I guess it would be easier to sleep with a light on than file police reports for shooting off candles
Hi Janus,
Great comment. It made me laugh. I guess, you got the punch line of the story loud and clear. Didn't you?
Mr. 65th had an interesting imagination. Now what I want to know is why the candle wouldn't stay unlit???
:)
Jennifer,
I have no idea. Stubborn I guess.
Is it a way of saying that sometimes 'the light' is always not preferred?
I think it's just a nine-year's storytelling. He liked to sleep in the dark. But being a precocious child he was into symbolism . . .
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