I wonder because today my son was given the option to do anything he liked during free time at school. He chose to write a story. And not just any story: a story where he dies and comes back to life as The Grim Reaper.
I swear, I didn't put any ideas in his head! 'Cuz if I had, he'd have come back as some kind of handsome prince who swept the love of his life away to the heavens... Nah, forget it. The kid just might be on to something. Who am I to critique his story?