The Story of the Blah

One day there was a blah. The blah was yucky, and it was a big glob of jelly. The blah was so stinky. It looked like a flea. The blah was very interesting. The blah loved to write. But the most cool thing about the blah was that the blah was not stinky or yucky, but it loved to write. Well that was the story of a different blah. We are going to talk about that blah some other time.

But the blah we're talking about today, love to write, is stinky, and is yucky. That blah is a boy blah. The boy blah likes to do everything in the world. The girl blah loves to do everything in the world, too. But there is one thing that it hates. The blah hates to play. But the boy blah loves to play. It has a notebook, a pencil, and lots and lots of toys.

It loves the girl blah. The girl blah loves the boy blah. They are related. Why are they related? Because are they both blahs. But the blahs only have one thing in common. They both love each other.

One day, the boy blah fell off a cliff. The girl blah saved. See? They love each other.

Love,
Caroline