by Pranav Kishore1
The Toys vs. Cats war
One day there was a boy named Sam. Sam pounced on his bed and said good night to his parents and they left. He pretended to sleep and when Sam’s mother went, he got out of the bed and he saw the toys, airplanes flying and shooting. What happened he said, “sir, we are having world war, sir”. World war? Oh no!
Not world war! The toys were fighting and fighting and fighting. “Stoooop!” He shouted. The toys stopped fighting now, “calm down!” he said. The mom came up to see what happened. The mom shouted, “Ahhhh help the toys are alive! And they are shooting and throwing bombs at me!!! Ahhhh!!” When mom went to sleep I took the bullets out of her skin. “Ow, ow, ow, ow!”
But some cats ran into the house and the toys where coming out. So they lined up and aimed the cats and… fire! Meeyow! The cats screamed and charged to the toy soldiers. The toy soldiers fire again and again. The cats where exhausted from fighting. Sam was so happy he was about to cry. But mom was not satisfied, so the toy soldiers said “sorry Madame, we tried our best”. They did a dance and sang a song. And mom did have satisfaction, and the toys became toys again and they lived happily ever after.