He loved the two animals very dearly. Then, it hit me. I was an author that had some of the most popular books in the world, but I hadn't made anything in a couple of years. So, why not tell my son's story about his stuffed animals and his best friends? So, I wrote the story about my son. I decided to call the book Winnie the Pooh. I sent it to my illustrator, E. H. Shepard. "This story is going to be one of the greatest children's books of all time! Just give a little bit of time and I'll make some amazing illustrations for the book!" E. H. exclaimed. Winnie the Pooh became an instant success all over England. Parents and children all over the world loved the book, but one person eventually hated …show more content…
Christopher Robin went to boarding school, and returned. I picked him up, but he wasn't the same Christopher Robin that went to boarding school. "Hello, Christopher! It's so good to see you again! How have you been?" I greeted him. He said nothing, but simply sat down into the car. The car ride was completely silent. As we arrived home, he finally answered me. "What's wrong?" I questioned. I had never seen Christopher Robin so angry and frustrated in my entire life. "You want to know what's wrong, Dad? You ruined my life, that's what's wrong! I went to boarding school, against my will, and I was the laughing stock of the entire school. Everyone had the book, Dad. I was laughed at for being in the book, and there was nothing I could do. Everyone had pictures of me when I was a boy, and that was the most embarrassing thing I have ever had to deal with. You wouldn't let me have a normal childhood, you just had to ruin everything. You know what, Dad? I'm leaving! I'm done with you!" Christopher ranted. "I'm sorry, Christopher. I was caught in my book, that I didn't realize the effect it would have on you. Please, son, don't leave me. You're all I have. Please don't go," I begged him. "You should have thought of that before you ruined my life," Christopher