Ever since Raven was a little girl she had the most active imagination. Sometimes a little too much. I was actually called to her preschool because of a story she told to the class during story time. Let's just say at that time I thought she'd be the next Stephen King! I have never been one to stifle her imagination, I encourage it. So last week when she came to me and said "I wrote a story and I want you to read it and tell me what you think" I was all like "SUUUUURE!!"....then I read the story. Let's just say that I had to put it down and take a deep breath. Now, there was nothing horrible about the story, no sex or anything like that, but it was definitely a bit too mature for a 14 year old to be writing. Now what was I supposed to do?!?! Was I supposed to be honest, or let her just go with it? I decided to tell her how I felt. So I told her..."Raven, it's a good story, but it's a bit too mature for you to be writing, but I don't want you to stop. Just keep it clean, no sex" Boy, oh boy she can not take constructive criticism. "Whaddayamean?!?! There was nothing bad in it!!!! WHADDAYAMEAN?!?!?!" Oh the drama. She snatched the story out of my hand and stomped off to her room and slammed the door. Geesh. Now I'm pretty sure she'll not ask me for my opinion for a while. And taking a picture of it to post here was totally out of the question. HAH!