„It's my Birthday!" I shouted and ran down the wooden stares, „Lina!" my father shouted, „Not so loud! We've got Neighbors, and they're not deaf!" „Sorry dad, I'm just so exited!" „What's the reason for your excitement?" „You know it's my Birthday today, am I right?" „Yes, Lina, I know." And Leon, said, he will come to my party today!" „Are you sure? Isn't that the only person I know, who always, forgets your birthday?" „Yes... But he promised!" „Okay, Lina, when he promised... But first eat something, I bought marmalade at the market." „Okay dad, well, what kind of marmalade did you buy?" It turned out that my father bought strawberry marmalade, I reeeaaaly like strawberry marmalade but... „Dad, this marmalade tastes metallic..." „What? How could a strawberry marmalade taste metallic?" „I don't know, but, where did you buy the marmalade?" „I said it's from the mar-" „No! I mean what was the name of the stand?" „Oh, here is a card from it. -The best marmalade in the world- yes! That was the name of it. My father gave me the card, and to my luck was the address from that marmalade-Company on it. A few minutes later Leon came and we decided that we will go to that address.
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„So, here we are, at Bakerstreet 221b" „Lina..." „Yes, what is Leon?" „Should we knock?" „Yes I think that's what the door knocker is for..." So he knocked, first nobody opens, so we knocked a second time, then a man with a dark skin-color and broad shoulders opened and asked what we were doing here, so I said „Are you from the marmalade-Company -The best marmalade in the world-?" The strong man with a very deep and rough voice replied „Yes, I am, but what do you stupid kids want here?! I'm busy!" Me and my best friend Leon were shocked. I was the first to find my words again and said „Do you actually know who is standing in front of you?!" The man shook his head „No, I don't know who you are and what you want but you are in the way!" „For what are we in the way? We were sent to check your workplace safety regulations!" Leon said. „Are you that? Okay, then come in." I didn't have a good feeling about going into this company, but we went in.
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„So here are the fridges, there are the other machines for the production of marmalade, and..." „And where are the fruits?" „Leon... Not so curious!" I hissed quietly. „The fruits are there in that room." The man said and pointed towards a door with the inscription -Do not enter!- „Why is there a sign with the inscription -Do not enter!-?" „That's just because the door can't be left open for too long so that the fruits doesn't go bad. Do you want to see that room too?!" „No, we don't want the fruits didn't go bad." I whispered to Leon that he should tell the man that he had to go on the toilet and because he didn't know the way to the bath the man had to show him the way. So the man said that I have to wait exactly where I was and shouldn't move, but when they were both out of sight, I walked to the door. But suddenly Leon came running back again and the man ran behind him, so I suddenly opened the door with the inscription and dashed in, following Leon, fast I closed the door. But only when I was in the room I'd look around. There were corpses, everywhere! And some of them were still smeared with blood! „Leon, Leon... take a look around and... Bahhh! That smells very bad!" „Yes but did you ate blood on toast to breakfast?!" At this moment the man kicked the door open, and he was not alone...
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The marmelade next to my father
ActionA exiting story about a marmalade, that smelts and tastes not like a normal marmalade...