This isn't the story One night I was high and I was wondering how did marijuana come to be? So I thought and thought and I came up with this (I know its obviously wrong) This is the story Long ago there was a little girl name Mary-Jane, she had no parents so she had to live with her grandma who was very poor and she was unable to attend school so all day she to pass the time she would pick flowers and herbs to give to people she met in the town that she lived in. All the towns people loved little Mary-jane and would say hi and thank her for her thoughtful gifts. The time to elect a mayor for the town was approaching and many men came forward to be candidates, each was given time to talk to the public about there stance on issues etc. Well it was a day for very mean candidate to talk to the public so he stood on a soap box in the town square and began to tell all the people about how he thought that laws were'nt strict enough and that all anyone cared about was having fun and not working. As he was talking Mary-jane made her way through the crowd and handed out beautifully coloured flowers and delicious smelling spices to everyone. People lost interest in the man ranting on and on and smelled there wonderful presents and thanked the little girl for being so caring. People gradually dispersed to there homes to put the flowers in vases so the man was left with no one to listen, he was infuriated and vowed revenge. One day Mary-Jane was making her way from her country house to ttown when the man came up behind her in his car, still enraged he sped up and ran down the girl killig her. The town was in mourning and a grat sadness covered the land, and the burried the girl in the twon square near a flower garden. Many weeks passed and the town became gloomy and unhappy until one day some one noticed flowers frowing on her grave, beautiful, vibratnt flowers. Everyone gathered to see thier marvellous colors and smells there beautiful smell. More and more flowers sprouted up until one day a new plant grew one no one had ever scene. The towns people gathered around and took in its captivating aroma, many people picked some to take home and put above there fireplace so the s,ell could waft througout there homes. one of the families that had taken some went out for the day and the plant accidentaly fell into the burning fire. when the family returned home the house was fuilled with smoke, they rushed about to see if there was fire or any damage but as they ran around they got light headed and giddy. So they sat and talked of wonderful things and fell into a magical sleep when they awoke they had returned to there nowmal state and rushed out to tell all about the magical plant. and the rest is history. Thought you might enjoy it!