The tridentate kibbe misjudged the parlous garbage, or a Corey story.

The Little Tiny Mouse

(mostly dictated) by Corey

The mouse wanted candy. So he went to the candy store. He was so very happy. He was not so sure about candy. The candy ate the tiny mouse. The fan blew the candy away. Then the mouse couldn't see himself. In the afternoon the candy couldn't see what he was doing. Then the mouse came alive and had so much fun. The mouse was sure about the candy's tummy. He got out by breaking the candy's tummy. The mouse wanted more candy, so he went to the wrong store. Then he ate the fan in my room. The ferocious mouse wanted candy again. So he went to the right store.

The End

About the Author
Corey wanted to author himself. When I grow up I want to be a rock star challenge. I like my favorite colors – red and sometimes green.