We had played Miniature Golf. So I decided to make a little story about it.
I added some stuff to make more colorful.

   It was a beautiful Saturday evening.  The birds were singing and

colorful butterflies  were flying all around.  my Mom, Dad and my sister

Maureen and her two Sons, Paul and Brian, and I decided that we all wanted

to play Miniature Golf.  It was Mom’s turn to tee off. 

 

    Paul and Brain just wanted to go around to the different holes.  Since

we were the only ones there it was no big deal.  I couldn’t believe it when

Dad got a hole in one.

After Miniature  Golf we all went out for  a hamburger  and a coke.

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Comments (5)
  • Sourav on Sep 28, 2009

    Nice…

  • Jane Jane on Oct 6, 2009

    a really short story. pretty nice.

  • Atanacio on Oct 15, 2009

    wonderful story :)

  • thestickman on Oct 23, 2009

    I used to enjoy miniature gold. There used to be a franchise called “Putt Putt Golf” (maybe its still around, -don’t know. We don’t have that here in Canada tmk.)

  • Night Story on Nov 14, 2009

    Nice sentiment.

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