Ok, so. Once I found a journal. The journal was blue. It had a thicket worth of pages, and I wrote my secrets down in it. Then, the evil, mean villain of the story, The Book Snatcher, snatched my journal! "Ha, ha ha!" He let out a vile laugh. "I'll find out all your secrets! Now let's see... hmm... wait a minute-" he stared at the page. "Why is the writing so small?"
He gave it back to me saying, "I can't read this, it's too small!" Then I tore out all the written pages and began to write recipes for cookies in it, I don't know why, but I needed recipes for cookies.
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The Book Without Words
HumorThis book is the complete opposite of mature. I recommend it to those nine and under. That's actually its purpose. It's meant to entertain the minds of minors, and take them on a page turning puzzle to the non-worded story.
