By William Moore

A young boy named William Moore took his composition notebook and a standard HB pencil to his backyard. He sat down on the grass with his legs crossed under the shade of a large oak tree; he opened his notebook in his lap and held his pencil in his left hand, ready to write. William [...]

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Angela’s Story

Gabriel was eight years old, but very quiet for a little boy. He played energetically and imaginatively like all children do, but his mind, legs, and arms did more of the playing than his tongue. He spoke very little. His wispy blonde hair and soft grey eyes portrayed his demeanor effectively. His best friend was [...]