Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Shaq’s son plays basketball. He played a Game. He made 8 shots. He Fell. He missed. He went home. He was sad. He went to bed.

*Excerpt from a novella I published at the age of 7.

**Honestly, it was only a short story. And this is it in its entirety.

***It was never actually published.

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