An idea for a story...

Once upon a time there was a little boy who loved to run through the woods that lay behind his house. He would jump and spin and climb, and sometimes he would even hug the trees because he loved them all so much. He would tell them stories about adventures he wanted to have, and villains he wanted to fight. But most of all he loved to lie down at the base of one special tree and dream of magical things that could only exists in books. His name was Jacob.