Monster in the Maine Woods

Once upon a time, not so very long ago, a little boy and his mother lived in the Maine woods.
They didn’t have a garage, a car or even a road.
They had a little path that led through the woods to their house.

They didn’t live in a house like most people.

They lived in a little cabin, a very little cabin, a one-room cabin.

They didn’t have lights like everybody else.

They had lamps that were lit with a match each night.

They didn’t have a computer, a VCR or even a TV!

They didn’t have a phone or a refrigerator.

They didn’t even have a stove to cook on like everybody else.

They had woodstoves, one to cook on and one to heat their little cabin.

They were very happy in their little cabin in the Maine Woods.

Every day the boy and his mother would go out and pick up sticks for the wood stove.

One day the mother made a swing for the little boy.

He was swinging on the swing and the mother was picking up sticks.

The mother was moving further and further away, picking up sticks.

Then she was out of sight around the corner of the cabin.

The boy heard a rustle in the trees.

He looked but kept on swinging. The rustle grew louder and louder.

The leaves moved.

Then out of the woods came a BIG UGLY MONSTER!!!

That monster came closer and closer!

The boy looked for his mother but couldn’t see her.

The monster stood in front of the swing.

When the swing came toward the monster…

The monster GRABBED the boy and ATE HIM UP!

NO!! That is no way for a story to end. Try again. O.K.

The monster stood in front of the swing.

When the swing came toward the monster,

The boy stuck out his legs and….

KICKED the monster in the face.

The monster ran away and never came back again.

Well, that’s better. How about another?

The monster stood in front of the swing,

When the swing came toward the monster,

The boy YELLED,

GO AWAY YOU BIG, MEAN, UGLY MONSTER!!

The monster looked sad and big tears came in his eyes. The monster said, “I might be big and look ugly to you but I am not mean. I just wanted to play with you.”

“Oh,” said the little boy, “I am sorry. Would you like to try my swing?”

“Oh, please, may I?”

From then on the little boy and the monster would play on the swing every day.

Now which ending did you like? Can you think of more?