A story for your reading pleasure, by Emma, age 5:
Skeleton Living in My Closet
Once upon a time there was a skeleton. When I noticed, I started to throw sandwiches at him. Soon, stretchy aliens were on the attack! Next, the pipecleaners had sent the stretchy aliens to jail. The pipecleaners never let the stretchy aliens out. Suddenly, the stretchy aliens slipped between the bars! The End.
Unfortunately, I can't get my scanner to work, or I'd post the accompanying illustration of the skeleton and stretchy aliens.