The Littlest Hitler is a short story about a boy who dresses up as Hitler for halloween. Overall this story was a little odd, a parent teaching their fourth grade child how to roll a joint was a little... different. This story had its odd parts and its serious parts, it was well written and different from other stories we’ve read, I really liked ending with this one.
A memory that came to mind today was one day when I was about six or seven. My mom had to run into a flower shop, and I really didn’t want to go so rolled down the window and locked doors and said shed be back in five minutes. Well those five minuets ended up being some of the longest minutes of my life. The second my mom left I started to really have to go pee. Unfortunately for my mom she had just gotten a new car, well five minutes later she was stuck in line and I guess when you got to go you go to go, so when my mom came back she was in for a pleasant surprise!
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