This story is pretty childish.
That's mainly because it was written by me when I was around 8 years old.
I's probably gonna sound weird but just imagine a baby wrote it and it will be fine.
Also, ignore the category. I didn't know what ro put.

Anyways, this is it.

The wind was blowing in my face. It was so exciting when James took me out of the house. I loved the feeling of fresh air in spring time! I jumped around in the backseat of his car and he laughed at me.

I’ve grown to know what it means when James curls his...