A Spring of Joy

Asher dictated this to me and said, “This will be my first story. I’m going to write a lot!”

Once upon a time (because all stories start that way), there was a king and queen. When they were born, their Mommy and Daddy took them out to supper at Old McDonald’s. They didn’t play; they just ate. After supper was done, they went home, and then the next morning the king and queen grew up. They could drive a car. They used to be the prince and princess, but now they were king and queen.
Now they builded their new castle. It was builded like a bear. They had more princes and princesses who were going to grow up and be king and queen. When their children grew up, the kind and queen died. Then, after that, they lived happily ever after.

THE END