Life

Sniff Sniff I went as I smelled a mysterious smell. It smelled like a creamy, warm, rich, chocolate, cinnamon smell. At that moment I knew what it was . . . PIE!!!!

I darted for it as soon as it was within my reach. My mom stopped me because she went in front of me and said “Not until after dinner.” So I ”waited” just outside the kitchen to try and take the pie.

As soon as she left I dashed wildly at the pie. My finger dove at it as if the pie wanted to go into my stomach, like it was calling, ”Alex Alex come eat me!”

Click clack click clack the sound grew louder. ”Footsteps . . . MOM” I said to myself.

I darted out of the room, ambivalent. I wanted to but I didn’t want to. I wanted to stay so I could eat the pie, I didn’t want to stay because I would get busted if my mom found out I was eating the pie. I darted out of the room and my mom came in.

When my mom left I went into the kitchen and the pie was GONE!!!! I was in so much shock. So I went looking for the astonishing pie and when I was about to give up, I heard “DINNER!” It was my mom. All throughout dinner I was thinking about that warm, creamy, pie.

When we were done with dinner I saw it the warm creamy cinnamon pie sitting on the table for dessert , I felt like everything worked out and now I could eat that warm, creamy, cinnamon pie.