Writer: Leena
Thinker: Mrigank ( six year old )

Once upon a time there was a boy, he was walking home. When he was walking, his first hand started talking. When the hand started talking, he ran. He ran and ran and he still saw the hands close to him. He ran and ran but the hands were stuck on him then when he got to the house, he said ; to his mom, "Mom, My hand is talking" . Then his mom said that hands can't talk. Next when he got to rest his other hand started talking. He ran again all over the house. He ran, he ran, he ran. Then when he woke up his hands were not talking. He ate his hands so they can't talk. When he ate them, he shouted out loud "My hand is talking , cut it out". He ran and ran ; that was also a dream. When he woke up and went to school , he thought that he was being a hand. Later and later he forgot the hand dream and he always had a good dream and he lived good forever.

THE END