Wilson is nine years old, and has started showing some talent this year in writing little stories. Naturally, as his author auntie, I'm so proud of that! He's a real character!

Sliding Down The Hill

Sliding down the hill
with my cousin Bret
and my brother Anthony!

I screamed out for joy!

It was fun!

It was fun!

When I slid down,
I felt the cold wind . . .

It was fun

Sliding

      down

          the

              hill!

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Velociraptor In Hiding

I was up in New York. I saw some velociraptor eggs. They were whitish brown and bumpy like a tire.

I saw a sign with velociraptor scratches. It warned, "Don't go into the long grass!"

It was scary!

Velociraptors might hide in long grass.

My friend Tristan tried to scare me. He ran away from me.

Tristan pretended to be a velociraptor. He hid in bamboo and screeched like an owl.

I was scared.

I was so scared, I was frozen.

When I called to him, he just squeaked some more.

It was scary.

But Tristan came back for me.

I ran to him and shook his hand.

Tristan is a good friend.

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Just for the record, Wilson's good friend is also "Bret's" older brother, therefore is Wilson's cousin, too. We're letting the misspellings of their names stand in the stories. Actually, it's Tristen and Brett. They plan to educate him on that fact when next they see him!

So, we'll be looking for more of Wilson's work. I'm hoping he'll have many more New York adventures he'll want to write about!