So one day I walked to the bakery, on the way I kicked a small hungry puppy. It yelped and spit out a banana laffy taffy wrapper. I was like, "Holy cow! My very own candy wrapper with dog saliva on it!" The puppy slinked away down a dark alley. I then proceeded on my journey. A donkey passed by my right shoulder, and I was startled. I knew that seeing donkey's while snapping was the worst bad luck of all. I kept my fingers away from each other while I stared at the jolly old donkey.
He then spoke out loud to me, and I was frightened, "I will give u a ride to the bakery, if you can give me a laffy taffy with banana flavoring."
I knew I had just ate my last one, but I still checked my pockets. A 25 cent piece was cold to the touch as I pinched it. To my left was a candy store, and I went within it's doors. A bought a sweet tasty banana laffy taffy, and gave it to the donkey.
He was thankful, and he put it into a large bag. I looked in the bag and saw at least 50 of the same candies.
I thought out loud,, "Why so many taffies?"
He replied, "I'm lactose intolerant."
"Good point!" I exclaimed.
We then continued the journey, and I rode the donkey.
Arriving at the bakery, I felt a tear swelling in my eye once I saw the "Closed" sign. Suddenly, lightning and thunder broke the peace, and rain poured down on us. The donkey pinned it's ears back and thundered (Over the ACTUAL thunder) "I didn't walk all this way just to know that it was closed!"
He broke the window, and we found shelter from the cold. We sat there for 2 and a half weeks eating muffins and breadsticks
THE END
