I Went To McDonalds
by Kirby Hale
Dedicated to my mom, Donna Hale
I went to McDonalds. It was fun because I was going to get a hamburger.
I got into a fight with my brother. I did not get a hamburger.
All my brothers got hamburgers and we went home. Do you know why I did not get a hamburger?
I got into a fight with my brother.
Now, this could have easily been another story called "I Went To 31 Flavors". You just need exchange a few words like McDonalds and hamburger, for 31 Flavors and ice cream.
I was thinking that he will probably take this "published" story to his therapist when he is older. I try to set some boundaries and he likes to push me. Maybe he's beginning to get it, since he did not blame "me" for not getting a hamburger. Let's just hope so.
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