The steel handle reflected on the freshly cleaned floor. The smell of lemon lingered in the air enticing my taste buds. As I approached the fridge I could taste the freshly whipped lemon yogurt. Opening,the fridge my excitement grew wildly, I reached out to grab the delicious pot of yogurt, it seemed to move further and further from my grasp. Leaning closer, I fell. The immense fridge door shut. Now I was only the size of a stick of butter. Standing on bags of carrots I slipped under some raw onions which made me tearful. Rapidly, I ran, the cartons of milk cleared my path as the eggs flattered me cheeks turning bright mauve. The door was nearly in my sight when ……
By Lauren
By Lauren