When I was a boy I loved to play with my dog and cat. My name was Alexander Bell. I was 9 years old and loved to create stuff. Like mini houses, Science things, Plus old junk things.
When will my invention be ready.
I was 12 years old. Soon my mom was deaf and she would always close her eyes when I see her. Then my dog had a bad sickness.I got to go to school that day also. I was pretty nervous. But I had to go.
I was 17 years old when I finally went in a new class. But something was wrong my dad was there. He tought me how to invent stuff.I thought of a name. But I forgot the name.I love my dad.
That morning midnight my dad died. It was really sad.But we had to deal with it. Haah it was hard. Oh! and I made my invention.
My invention is called the telephone. How it works is you use two plastic cups. Then give your partner one cup. Attach a string to both of the cups. Make a silent echo through the cups. And boom it works.
That day I died but I will never forget my invention of the telephone .That day I became really important to others .Just because of my invention. I was proud of myself.I should be proud of myself.I am Alexander Graham.Bell and nothing stops me from my creation.