"Today's practice is about writing a story using these words: baby, dragon, bank, married, chocolate, lottery" said the professor.
When the smartest kid of the class read his story out loud:
The other day, while I was taking my dragon for a walk in the park, I sat on the same old bank I always do, upon the name of a married couple that were supposed to love each other "for ever" While I was sitting there, I heard the cry of a baby under the bank, so I bent down, picked the little kid into my arms, and realized that he was holding a little note that reads "There's something inside of me" Therefore, without double think it, I pulled out my Swiss knife, cut-open the stomach of the baby, and to my surprise, inside of it, floating in a small pool of digested chocolate, I found the winning lottery ticket of last week; then I grabbed my dragon and ran away of the park to go reclaim my prize.
Everyone in the classroom stared at him as if he was mad.
The end.
