Once upon a time there was a tree.
On this tree there was a branch.
On this branch there was an acorn.
He was a very happy little acorn. His name was Monty and he wanted for nothing.The tree he was born on provided all he needed, such as food and water. The tree kept providing for Monty, and every day he got bigger and fatter and happier, until one day the tree spoke to Monty,
"Dear Monty,"It is time for you to leave my sheltering branches and be carried off into the world so that you yourself may grow into a great beautiful tree and in turn make many beautiful acorn children, thus fulfilling your destiny.
What joy!! thought Monty, How wonderful it shall be to have such an amazing destiny, to be able to father many little acorns who will in turn root and grow and help me to carry on this miracle called life!!
So the little acorn squiggled and squirmed and rocked back and forth until finally Snap! went his stem and down, down, down he fell. He landed with a soft wump ona thick bed of moss. He sighed happily. "Now I need only wait for some kindly creature to come and carry me off to my destiny!"
Before to long a big fuzzy squirrel came hopping along. "Hello fuzzy brother!" cried Monty excitedly, "are you ready to carry me off to my destiny?"
The squirrel jumped forward, grabbed Monty the Acorn, cracked his head open on a rock, and ate his brains while the forest echoed with his tiny death screams.

THE END