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Here is my 8 year old’s exactly as he typed it

I walk up to see hay I her a kid looking for me

I am a niledl in a hay sak last but not lest

I love ies crmm

D end ez

And my 10 year old’s:

I wake up to see nothing but dark yellow. And the smell is just so awful. Where am I I cant move at all. I hear what sounds like a bush moving around. I look up to see a small gap, a blue sky and clouds. Then I remember, uh oh im stuck in a HAYSTACK…

I hear the child that dropped me, he sounds like hes trying to find me. I try to make a noise but i forgot that im a needle. I try moving an- OUCH he stepped on me. His hand hovers over me just missing me, i see a very blinding light. its a phone flashlight he picks me up and i can breathe again.

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And here is mine. Wasn’t the direction I thought it’d go in actually but that’s what makes it fun and interesting! My boys and i had a lot of fun doing this together and sharing with each other after!

I am a needle lost in a haystack. Some say that’s impossible to find. An adult may give up looking for me. My worth is not much to them plus the adult life is so busy. But a child is looking for me. And for that I am grateful. A child has more time it seems which isn’t that funny since we are all given the same 24 hours? But what do I know? I’m just a needle currently lost in a haystack. I can hear her voice, she is getting so close. But I also hear her mother calling her away, telling her to forget about me…what is so special about a needle? Her mother means well, most adults do. But it’s like they’ve forgotten what it’s like to be a child…

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