Transcript The True Stories

The True Stories
The Good Lonely Troll
By Hayley and Connor
Once upon a time there were three billy goats gruff .There were sleepeey.
I’m hungry I don’t
like this dry grass!
The troll yawnd bcus he wontid to hav sum bretfast. Aftur that he wontid sum water.
I’m going to
try and find
some
friends.
The little Billy goat gruff decided to cross the slippery,damp bridge to get to the lovely,juicy, sweet
green grass.Over the bridge he went to play and eat the grass on the other side of the bridge.
Let me across this
bridge at once!
The middle sized Billy goat gruff decided to cross the large,damp,mossy bridge. He stomped to get to the other
side,but the troll wanted to play too.The goat said ” You can’t play! You are too fat and ugly!”
Plees can
I play
The big size bily goat gruff wontid to cros the bridge. Hastily he butted the lonely troll who only wanted to play
with him into the sparkly, fast, blue river.
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charge
Help help help wispord the troll. That hurts!
OUCH!
I love the swheet . Gras said the billy goats gruff.
This grass is sooo
yummy!
The troll had a painful back .I don’t like the horrible Billy goat gruff.
I wish I had a
friend!