The Little Giant

The way I named my blog is out of the stories I love to write. When I was little, my father used to tell me stories about a little giant. Then I took over and began making up my own stories. In my stories about the Little Giant, he is called the Little Giant because his father and mother were giants. When he was born he was the right size for a giant. Instead of growing larger, however, as he grew he grew smaller and smaller and smaller until he was only one foot tall. He decided to live in the forest with the animals because that is who he loved most. He lived a very happy life in the woods and had many adventures. My next post will be a story about the Little Giant.