Window man

Gordon has been complaining that I never post on here.
Which is true..because I never have anything good to say!

So I was trying to think of something to write about.

Then when I was cleaning my room I found some ideas for my stories I wanted to write when I was about 12.

So I thought I'd tell you what one of them was going to be about.

The Window Man

There was a young girl (I didn't pick a name) who was very lonely. She didn't have any friends, and she didn't know why. She was an only child.

One day, she drew a stick figure man with a smile on her bedroom window. She felt so comforted by him, that he became her new friend. She made him dance and he made her laugh.

That night, she fell asleep, happy in the knowledge that she had a friend.

But the next morning, she woke up and discovered that he was gone: only a faint smudge of his smile and an arm remained.

But through the silouhette of the window man she saw a boy across the road, moving into the hosue across the street.
The girl looked back at the window man and smiled.

Anyway, yes, so you see what kind of strange ideas I have in my head!

But I do have my story that I've been writing for about 4 years now..that one is alright. But you shall not see it, until it is finished! (which will be probably 10 years :) )

Lou
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