Here is the prologue of the story i am writing. I am only 10 years old, so it might not be so good. Please give an honest opinion on how good you think it is based on my age. Hope you enjoy! - - - - - -
âTimber!â shouted one of the lumberjacks. Ronnie was 6 years old. He hated when the lumberjacks said that. He thinks it would it gets very annoying when they say âtimberâ every single day. He had lived in a small hut with his Pa. He had to sleep in the basement, he didnât like to though. He always ended up sneaking upstairs and sleeping on the floor. He was scared of the basement. One day Ronnie decided to go outside and watch the lumberjacks do their business saying âTimber!!!â all day long. But Ronnie now realized why they were saying it. The lumberjacks are cutting down the trees, but the trees fall and could hit someone. Ronnie never knew how
dangerous jobs could be. So he walked up to one of the lumberjacks and asked, âDo you like to say Timber?â âYou know what little kid, I do.â âAre you ever afraid you will get hit?â âNope, never.â âWhy not?â âBecause I have been doing this for a long time, and you know what? âWhat?â âI havenât gotten hit one time.â âOhâ So Ronnie went back to the hut and he saw the Barracks. He didnât know what these were so he went inside. He saw a bunch of people rifling, shooting arrows, and many other things. He thought that this was cool, so he went back to the lumberjack he had spoken to. First he asked him because he forgot to last time, âWhatâs your name?â âRickâ âHave you shot an arrow before?â âNo, have you?â âNo, but I want to.â âWhy do you want to little Ronnie?â âI donât know I just want to.â âWell, Ronnie, if you want to, I believe you can.â So Ronnie went off to his dad, he worked at the market. He said to him, âIâm gonna shoot an arrowâ âWell you should go do that.â His dad had said that because he knew he wouldnât really shoot an arrow. But he was wrong, Ronnie really wanted to shoot an arrow. So he headed outside while a customer walked in. His dad welcomed the customer and helped him. He was very busy with the customer, so he didnât notice Ronnie walked into the barracks. Ronnie went up to the stand, but wasnât tall enough so the accountant didnât see him. He jumped in the air and said hi. The accountant didnât know who said that so he looked down. Ronnie said, âCan I have an arrow please?â âSure little fellow.â So he gave Ronnie an arrow, it wasnât real, but it shot just as far. So Ronnie went to the next stand, jumped in the air and said hi. The accountant looked down to see who it was. There was Ronnie, he asked, âCan I have a bow?â âSure little fellowâ The bow wasnât real either, but it worked just as good. Ronnie thought these were real, but they it just had something sticky at the end. So then he asked where he should go, but it was full. The man didnât want to make Ronnie leave, because he wanted to shoot really badly. So he said, âWait here, I will get you a target.â So Ronnie waited while the man went and got him a target that Ronnieâs arrow could stick to. He wheeled it over and Ronnie got in his shooting aim. When the man moved, he let go. It was a perfect bulls-eye. The man was amazed and walked up to the target. Yup, it really was a bulls-eye. So he broke the arrow so he could get him a real one. He went up to Ronnie and lied, âYou shot so hard, the arrow broke.â âCoolâ Ronnie said. So the man took his bow also so he could get him a real one, when he was done he brought it to Ronnie. So Ronnie got ready, and he shot. Bulls-eye! The man was amazed, so he asked. âWhat is your fatherâs name?â âJoeâ âJoe what?â âJoe Pattersonâ As soon as Ronnie said his name the accountant knew who he was. He was the man who owned the market. So he got Ronnie a big quiver of arrows. He said he could just keep shooting them. In total it had thirty arrows, man was that big! So the man ran to the store to show his father. His father didnât believe him because it didnât sound real. He didnât move. But the man pulled him all the way there. The man was surprised he had only shot 2 arrows, but then he saw he was having trouble loading them. And of course on the target, two bulls-eyes. He had David shoot an arrow so his dad could see. There it was a bulls-eye. His dad still couldnât believe it. So he shot again, bulls-eye! Now he was going to teach David to load the arrows faster. By the end of the day he could shoot very fast. The man told Ronnie to shoot 10 arrows as fast as he could, and he got these scores in under 20 seconds.
Those funny boxes and weird A's happen if you copy it from word or sometihng. " and ' get messes up, no one is really sure why. And this belongs more i nthe writing and art forum at the bottom.
