Short English creative writing story
Once upon a time their was
an archer named Jeptha. He lived in a land called Pity because it was an awful
land and everyone stole things and hated each other.
morning, the king's birthday, Jeptha was hunting for meat for the king's
birthday celebration. As Jeptha was walking through the woods near the king's
palace, suddenly he saw a deer in front of him standing by a stream. Jeptha shot
all of his arrows at the deer but they all missed and landed in the middle of
the stream. Discouraged, Jeptha wondered how the get the arrows. Suddenly in the
bushes, he saw an old arrow. He picked it up and shot it at the deer. It missed
the deer and sailed up into the air as if it was as light as a feather. It flew
over the fields, went right through the window of the king's castle and stabbed
the king who was asleep early in the morning.
I love you!" the king said to his wife as he jumped out of bed and hugged
away from me!" said his wife. But as soon as she touched the arrow, she
fell in love with him. Then the arrow fell out of the window and into the town's
well which everyone used for drinking water. As soon as someone took a drink
that morning, they fell in love with someone. It was the best birthday the king
had ever had.