As he sat down to write, he considered the type of story he'd like to tell. A humorous one? One filled with sorrow and pain? Perhaps a deep, thought-provoking self exploration. He pondered and considered. After some time, he realized the best story would be the one that plumbed the very depths of his heart, that summed up his experiences, his existence, his very soul. He thought for a moment, then began to write.

Wun day i went to the store with mom and bot sum nise apples. 

I ate wun and mom said i cud have mor later and then we went hom.

I playd with my dog and i playd with my frend Bob. we playd a looooong time. It was fun

then i was tird and went to bed.

THE END