My Kid Can Creep Out Your Kid
My 12-year old son is channeling Steven King. I very much understand that Mr. King is alive and slapping his editor around because… well, because he can. This would make the supposed channeling pretty much impossible, the prerequisite being that the channelee be somewhat deceased. Still, it’s uncanny reading what this kid writes.
My son wrote this story earlier today “just for the heck of it.” Despite it’s simplicity and obvious grounding in the “MTV generation” school of exposition, I think it’s darned incredible work for a 12-year old. Lest you believe that I’m just a proud parent who thinks his kid’s pottery project could command six figures at auction, I’ll retype it here for you to read. Tell me you don’t think he has potential.
Editor’s note: I have corrected spelling and paragraphing only.
