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Tuesday 28 April 2015

Stealing Chocolate

 I hopped over the fence and I heard the usual loud woof and footsteps, which told me that the dog was there and waiting for me. It was home time, after school, and way after the school patrol had finished. Sam sprinted past me just in time to hear the doorknob turning and my brother asking Sam, how's my doggy!!?? Inside the kitchen I would usually grab a chocolate and go away to play soccer but this time I waited until both my brother and mum had gone and tiptoed to the treat jar. I thought "what shall I have, there are moro's and crunchies... I'll choose the moro - it lasts." Before I had time to reach into the jar my brother called out. "Are you coming or what?" "In a minute." I replied. As I started to peel off the wrapper I heard a THUMP, THUMP, THUMP of the stairs; I had taken too much time and mum was coming down with speed. Fumbling with the wrapper, I shoved it in my mouth. "Mum asked Does it take that long to eat a chocolate? I nod, trying to make it seem like it did. "Well, I know it doesn't." She said, "next time you're getting only one." And that was that.

2 comments:

  1. Chocolate is great idea before a game of soccer, imagine if you had chosen the crunchie instead of the moro... the CRUNCH from a crunchie isn't so easy to hide!

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  2. I think we've all been there, but perhaps without a mother as kind as yours. If it had been my mother, I think I would have been deprived of chocolate for a week!

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