My name is Jules, I am a boy, 12 years old, and I live on a farm. When I saw Alfred (that was the only name that fit him), I knew I had to have him. I was on my way back from the town school, and I ran the rest of the way home. I slammed into the house and stood a few minutes panting.
“The Orange Donkey”
About the story: My first ever story – from when I was about six. Spoiler: it’s about a donkey – that gets turned orange.