HaroldHarold by Weaponlord206
When it got hot in the valley, Thomas and Alfred drove their cows up to a cool green pasture in the mountains to graze. Usually, they stayed there with the cows for 2 months, then they'd brought them down into the valley again. The work was easy enough, but oh, it was boring. All day, the two men tended their cows. At night, they went back to the tiny hut where they lived. They ate supper, worked in the garden and went to sleep. It was always the same.
Then, Thomas had an idea that changed everything. "Let's make a doll the size of a man," he said, "It'll be fun to make, and we can put it in the garden to scare away the birds." "It should look like Harold," Alfred said. Harold was a farmer they both hated. They made the doll out of old sacks stuffed with straw. They gave it a pointy nose, like Harold's, and tiny eyes, like his. Then they added dark hair and a twisted frown. Of course, they also gave it Harold's name.
Each morning on their way to the pasture, they t
the Hogthe Hog by Weaponlord206
When Arthur and Ann were in high school, they fell in love. They were both big, fat, jolly, and seemed suited to one another. But, as sometimes happens, things didn't work out. Arthur moved away and married someone else, and Ann didn't marry anyone. And not too many years later, she got sick and died. Some said it was from a broken heart.
One day, Arthur was driving to a small town not too far from where he and Ann had grown up. Soon, he realized that a hog was following him. No matter how fast he drove, the hog stayed right behind. Each time he looked back, there was the hog. It began to irritate him. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer. he stopped his car and rapped the hog on it's snout good and hard. "Get out of here, you fat dirty thing," he shouted.
To his astonishment, the hog spoke to him, and it was Ann's voice he heard. "It's her ghost," he thought, "She has come back as a hog!" ""I was doing no harm, Arthur," the hog said, "I was just out for a bris