It was runny and slimy like
blood. But it said sweet on the wrapper. I went to the candy store and told the
woman. She had blood red lipstick and pearly white colossal teeth like fangs.
She grabbed the sweet and grunted, "Try and be grateful ya little
pestering brat of a child." When her back was turned I pulled the ugliest
face to be seen. She turned back. My mouth was stuck in the awkward position.
All I could see was a blackout.
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