The troll named Steve, is a shy fun looving troll. Not like the other mean, nasty trolls out there in this wrold. Steve just wants a friend. this stroy teaches everyone to not jugde a book by it’s cover or apperience.
Once in a dreary land the fog was rising and the birds were quiet. Only to find a troll named Steve. Steve was shy, hiding from tree to bush. Everyday the same thing happens, he finds food, he takes baths, and he hides. Except for one special, bright summer day. A little German girl that was about seven year’s of age, wonders from her cottage and goes into the forest where Steve lives. When she gets there Steve sees her and runs to find a bush. She hears the noise of bushes rustling together. She turns her head so fast; to were her Brade’s hit her in the face. She starts walking to the bush. She puts her hand up close to the bush and right before she she can touch it, the bush moves. She jerks back. Steve pops up and startles her. She gets scared at his hideous face but, she realized that he’s not a monster; he’s a nice, caring, shy, fun troll. She asks a simple question, “What is your name?” he is shocked that she hasn’t run off by now. He replies back in a soft voice, “Steve… Steve’s the name.” And right there became a beautiful friendship. So the life lesson of this story is not to judge a book by it’s cover.