Gelato is all I love in life. Gelato is all I've ever wanted. Gelato could've saved my mother's life. Instead, it left me. Left me in the dust. This the story of how gelato broke my heart.
It all started back in 2013 when frozen yogurt came to town. Coldhearted devil. Frozen yogurt told me they loved me. They lied. Gelato swore to protect me but he caught a ride with frozen yogurt and was gone. That's the stock market crashed. All because America doesn't use the metric system. Idiots.
Gelato left me a note though. I can't quite comprehend what it means but I can feel the pain and emotion dripping from the pen ink. It reads:
"I'm a little teapot short and stout. Here is my handle and here is my spout. When I get all steamed up. Here me shout! Tip me over and pour me out."
Heart wrenching isn't it. Churns my stomach every time I read it. All know is God will deliver me from the hands of evil. Amen? Amen. May the Lord be with you. God bless.
Don't Leave Your Wattpad Account Open On My Laptop,
Kylee L.
