Well, here it is. An epic tale of adventure and the supernatural–or something like that. Co-authored by me and the munchkin. Enjoy.
It was a dark and stormy night, as she hid behind the door. What was that noise? What had she heard?
Grrgalwrch…
What was it? What kind of thing made a gurgling noise? Where was it coming from?
In the woods. It was a coyote. Why was it gurgling because it’s a gurgle-coyote. And it was lonely. So it came to a house. And it was wailing to get in.
And she was hiding in her room, but there was a ghost in there. And then she hided in the living room. And then there was a zombie in there. But the wailing coyote just broke the door, and then it saved her life.
Because it’s nice. So it chased the zombie away. That’s why it’s a wailing coyote.
Once upon a time, a long time ago, she was a princess. And her favorite color was…pink! She had a bright pink pony. It’s name was Sultan. It was a boy.
And she liked to ride her pony named Sultan around the castle, and everywhere she liked to go.
But then one day, my pony got lost. In the castle, somewhere. I was riding the pony when it got lost, because Mommy said I could ride in the castle with my pony.
We got lost in the ghost room. My pony got lost, and me too, when my pony got lost I got lost. And Mommy had to find me in the ghost room. There was one room left to check, the base room, you looked all around the castle, and I was in the base room with my pony.
And you know what was in the base room? Zombies!
But–last night–when I was just a kid, and I growed up, I lost my other animal. But. You buyed me a new one. And then–I didn’t lose that pony. But–and then–there was something strange going on in the castle. It was my coyote. He’s the one I lost last night. But he came back, because he didn’t know why he runned away. Maybe–
To be continued tomorrow. Maybe.
Okay, so maybe it won’t be an instant classic. But hey, you got to start somewhere, and she is only four. Can you tell where I stopped editing and started just taking dictation?