A long time ago, in a place far, far away, it was storming, wind blowing, the sound of thunder cracking like a whip. It was me and my brother, and we were lost in this far away land. We started on a journey to find the spring of eternal life, and we were told by an old man in the middle of the road that this would push every limit we could think of both mentally and physically but we did not believe him. We figured, “What does he know? He must be senile,” but little did we know he was right. We ended up in this forest being attacked by the most ferocious beasts we’d ever seen, and all we had to protect us was our minds. We had to outsmart the beasts so that we could find the spring and live forever.

My brother and I decided that we must run from these beasts and make a booby trap for when they came after us. So that’s what we did. My brother and I made the trap out of all the materials we could find and it destroyed these beasts. We were proud of what we had accomplished but we knew this wasn’t the end of our journey, so we continued in search of the spring through the deepest parts of the forest—things popping out of every corner to try and stop us. Finally we made it, and when we got there, there was a bright light, and in a blink of an eye we were out of the forest, and we found out the true way to live forever—use your head. This journey made life worth living.