“I didn’t do it. I swear! It was those little kids. You may be wondering what I did. Why I was in a freezing cold dungeon, or possibly feeling bad for me. Well, I’ll tell you the whole thing.” I say. I was making my stew, the kind that I let the chicken bones sit in. I had no idea that two tiny demons were hiking up the hill by my house. “Just add some salt.” I mumbled to myself. CRUNCH! I peeked my head around the corner of my graham cracker wall and saw two kids (I assume they're eight or nine). Both of them had blonde hair, but the boy’s was pink at the tips. They had the same pale, rosy cheeked, freckled face that was stuffed with… MY SUGAR WINDOWS?! “Hansel this is very good,” The little girl’s voice says, “it’s so sweet!” Hansel attempted to respond, “Yes, it is-” “Hello… uh, kids,” I interrupted, “What are you doing here?” At the same time, they arrogantly say, “What are you doing here, witch!?”
I’m not a witch; I definitely don’t look like one. I have long, light brown hair and seaweed green eyes. The overalls that I’m wearing are faded blue. “What?” I asked, “Where on Earth did that come from?” “Leave us alone!” Hansel said, as he took a bite of my sofa. “YOU'RE EATING MY COUCH!” Gretel gulped down a piece of my cotton candy carpet, “If you don't want people to eat your house, why did you make it out of candy?” “Please leave.” I tried to sound as calm as possible “ No.” They mumbled. I was shocked; my daughter doesn’t act like that, and if she does,
“Uh, yeah! Sure!” When I knew I was l alone I ran all over town looking for the source of the snow. I finally found it at an abandoned warehouse just outside of town. I waited a couple of seconds before saying something but before I could, someone spoke.
“You don’t actually believe Abellona Abbott was a witch, how could you believe in such nonsense? Sure, people might’ve believed in witchcraft back in the 1700’s, but not anymore. Witchcraft ain’t nothin’ but a bunch of horseshit.”
“And you were so jealous of that doll, you used to actually pull it out of her grasp.”
“You mean… I didn’t melt? Tori didn’t eat me? We don’t live in a gingerbread house?” She said as she wiped the tears from her face.
He left the office and went straight to the bedroom. He was going to see if there was anything that he could change into, but he immediately just collapsed on the bed.
The next morning I woke up next to Carl and I rolled over and kissed him on the cheek then got up to check on Judith.As I walked down the hallway and into her room I was thinking of how dad told me about mom. I found her sitting up in her crib. "Hey there sweetheart!" I said excitedly I walked over and picked her up out of the crib and placed a kiss on her cheek."Okay baby girl I'·ma go make breakfast." I carried her downstairs and placed her in her high chair. I started washing dishes from last nights dinner then decided to start breakfast for everyone. While it was cooking I sat there feeding Judith a small bowl of applesauce then suddenly there was a knock on the door. I put the spoon down and answered the door it was Ron. "Hey Ron, what's up?" I asked."Hey can I come in and talk to you for a minute?" He asked in reply. I stepped aside and opened the door a little more and said "Yeah, We'll just need to be quiet Rick, and Carl are still asleep I'm making breakfast and watching Judith." We walked back into the kitchen and I checked on the food then turned to Ron. "What did you need to talk ab-?" Before I could finish my sentence Ron's lips crashed on mine and I was taken back for a minute not really knowing what to do but I melted into it eventually kissing back then I thought of Carl and pulled apart from Ron looking at him shocked. “Ron what was that all about?” I asked as he sat down and He replied. “Bailey since the day I met you I can’t get you out of my head.” “Ron
Breaking off into pairs, Mary with Larisharah and Zalminis with Jade, they each approach the various contact sites of their adversaries. Mary and Larisharah fly off to the right side of the city.
Twenty minutes later, he steps up to her apartment’s steps, pressing his finger against the button. After a loud buzz and a click, Ruby’s voice comes through.
“Those are your salivary ducts going crazy,” he said. “You’ve never eaten before, Phillip. Never. Your jaw muscles are locked up and you’re producing an overabundance of saliva as a result of tasting sugar for the first time.”
“Do it this way. Clasp your hands so, and stagger across the room, crying frantically, ‘Roderigo! Save me! Save me!’ and away went Jo, with a melodramatic scream which was truly thrilling.
“I don’t know the words,” he spoke. The words rolled off his tongue like tiny little pebbles down a mountainside. The class was silent. Mrs. Ray looked at Philip in a perplexed manor, she stumbled to pick up words.
"Hahaha! That really happened??" Hoseok roared, clapping ecstatically, his sides no doubt hurting from laughing so hard.
Gretel gulped down a piece of my cotton candy carpet, “If you don't want people to eat your house, why did you make it out of candy?”
The following morning, Tomas’ alarm went off and I jumped up running out his door; I ran into his dad “Good morning Casey.” I smiled “Good morning.” He continued down the hall to the staircase; I went to my room and got ready for school. Tomas came in the doorway “Hey. Go ahead and take a shower first, I’m going to go eat something.” I nodded my head “That’s fine.” He smiled and left; I got in the shower.
“When will that dumb bell ring?” Kenzi thought to herself. She was sitting half off her seat to get a head start to her car. Her and her friends were supposed to go to a corn maze after school and she knew she couldn’t be late. She jumped out of her seat as soon as the bell rang.