

Lily liked to write. She had a big book and many pens. She wrote stories and pictures in her book. She wrote about her friends, her toys, and her dreams.
One day, Lily saw a cable on the floor. It was long and black and shiny. She wondered what it was for. She picked it up and looked at it. She saw a plug at one end and a hole at the other. She thought it was a snake.
She wanted to write about the snake. She ran to her book and pens. She put the plug in the hole and the hole in the wall. She thought the snake would be happy. She did not know it was a bad snake.
The snake was not happy. It was angry. It did not like to be in the wall. It made a loud noise and a bright flash. It hurt Lily and her book and her pens. It burned them and broke them.
Lily screamed and cried. She dropped the snake and ran away. She was scared and sad. She did not hear her mom and dad come in. They saw the smoke and the fire and the snake. They saw Lily and her book and her pens. They were shocked and worried.
They called for Lily and tried to help her. But Lily did not hear them. She was deaf. The snake had made her deaf. She could not write anymore. She could not hear anymore. She had no stories and no pictures. She had nothing.
