A Slimy Situation “I’ll be right over!” I excitedly told Carly over the phone. “Mom I’m going to Carly’s to make slime!” I yelled from my room. BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM. Four stomps boomed from the ceiling, my queue to go upstairs. “Coming!” I screamed. I bounded up the stairs into my mom’s room. “I’m going to Carly’s.” I repeated. “Ok” she advised, “Bring your brother’s bike and be home by 6:30.” “Ok, thank you, bye Mom, love you!” I hollered, already down the hall towards the door. I scooped up the
“I’ll be right over.” I excitedly told Carly over the phone. “Mom I’m going to Carly’s to make slime!” I yelled from my room. BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM. Four stomps boomed from the ceiling, my queue to go upstairs. “Coming” I screamed. I bounded up the stairs into my mom’s room. “I’m going to Carly’s.” I repeated. “Ok” she advised “Bring your brother’s bike and be home by 6:30.” “Ok, thank you, bye Mom, love you!” I hollered, already down the hall towards the door. I scooped up the ingredients to make