Marmite or marfright!
By Caoilinn
“Sam what do you want for lunch?!!”
Sam came runing down the stairs.
“Sam do you want a peanut butter sandwich or
a jam sandwich?”said mom.
“No” he said, “I like marmite!!!!!!!!”
“Sam do not shout at me.”
“Why?” said Sam.
“Do not be smart with me...you are
grounded...go to bed.”
“Fine!!!!!”.
Tossing and turning in his sleep, Sam was having a
dream or maybe a nightmare.
In the nightmare he was devouring a crunchy craker
smothered in marmite but it felt like something was crawling in his mouth. He
looked down and realsied that it was not marmite at all...it was millions of
mites milling around his mouth.
Sam quickly woke up and realised a peanut butter
sandwich seemed like a great idea after all!
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