Jack and the beanstalk

This is a story of Jack and the beanstalk and I am the giants point of you. I hope you enjoy it.

The true story of Jack & the beanstalk.

By the Giant.

People say that I was nasty and mean in the story Jack & the beanstalk but I wasn't. Here is the real story of what happened.

While I was sleeping, my wife was making breakfast for me. She heard a knock on the door and she went to open it, she saw a little small tiny boy standing right in front of her. He said if he could have some breakfast and my wife of course dear with a kind beautiful voice. My wife gave him bread, cheese and a jug of milk. When I woke up, I went to the kitchen. My wife said to the little boy “ Quickly, hide in the oven, my husband eats humans!” and the little boy hid in the oven. When I sat down in my comfortable chair, I said” Fee Fi Fo Fum I smell a blood of an Englishman” My wife said “ It is the twelve chopped fries I fried for you’re breakfast” 

I felt something in my tummy and I knew something was going on but I ignored it. So I ate my breakfast, I got out my money bag and started counting my money. After a while, I started to fall asleep. When I started to snore, that pesky little boy came and stole my money bag. I can’t believe it. The next morning, My wife was frying me twenty sausages for my breakfast until she heard a knock on the door. She went to open the door and she said” Are you the little boy who stole my husband’s money bag? Were you wearing flashy clothes like me? No” The little boy asked if he could have some breakfast and she said “OK come inside” And they went inside quietly. She gave the little boy bread, cheese and a jug of milk. When I came in, the boy hid inside the oven. When I sat inside my chair, I said” Fee Fi Fo Fum, I smell a blood of an Englishman.  My wife said that it was the twenty sausages she fried for my breakfast. When I ate my breakfast I got out my magic hen. When I said lay, it would lay a golden egg. As the time time went past, I started to fall asleep. So like before, the little boy tip toed out of the oven and stole my magic hen. How dare he take my magic hen! Back to the story. The next day, my wife was doing our laundry. Then the little pesky boy went into my house without permission! Anyway, When I was eating my breakfast, I got out my magic harp. Whenever I said sing, the magic harp would play a beautiful song. After I ate my breakfast, I said sing and the harp played a beautiful song. 

Soon, I started to fall asleep. Like before, the little pesky boy came and stole my magic harp! But luckily, the harp sang to me and said” Master master, please help me!” And as soon as I heard my magic harp call me for help. I got up and raced out of my castle and I climbed down the beanstalk. When I was nearly down the beanstalk, the little boy cut the beanstalk down and I fell down! And that is the real story!