Once upon a time, there was a beautiful place in the jungle called Sectville. It was home to all the poor insects, who were homeless. Most of the village had grasshoppers, ones who work really hard. Among these young grasshoppers, there was a lazy one called Greeny. He would often waste time playing his fiddle and gossiping, but he was serious during winter. He stores food during autumn, and during winter, he makes sure his house is well protected from the strong winds. Sometimes, he would borrow the leftovers of the ants who live next to him. One day, Greeny had no money left, so he planned of selling his old radio, which used to cost a lot. As he walked about the village, searching for someone interested, he met this funny looking cricket with goat legs and man hands and yak horns. He said, "Hello, young man. I am a mighty cricket who was cursed by a dog. Don't be scared, I'm meant to be like this. You must be poor. Here, have these." He said, handing Greeny so...
Random thoughts - poems - stories - ramblings - drawings - scribbles - musings - chatter - of a 12 year old kid. :)