I came to one corner of the shop. This was where all the spare sweet jars were kept. I was imagining all kinds of sweet, organised and crammed into them like sardines in a tin. Suddenly, I spun around as I heard something smash in the distance. Chocolate balls the size of ping pong balls were being scattered around the floor. They smelled delicious so I ran towards them, but I was too greedy to think straight. I slipped, and I fell, but when I got to my feet, they were gone. Not a single trace of their existence was left behind. Those brown, smooth, aromatic chocolate balls; I can't stop thinking about them. I wish I was more careful... Confused, I stumbled into another aisle. This was a strange sweet shop... But I wasn't going to leave quite yet!
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The Magic Sweet Shop - A descriptive short story
Short StoryI had always walked past the sweet shop while walking home from school, but I had never entered before. But today, I had left early for one reason. The urge was too big and completely took me over. I step inside and see...
