I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. Night. Middle of the night. I heard Lauren's and Dani's wheezing and breathing. My stomach growled.
There is. I want to eat. So much.
I strongly got out of bed and went downstairs.
Going into the closet (remember she did Vine, comes in a small room, where the food is on the shelves?) I turned and looked dim bulb. Hmm .. What to take? Flakes or Nutella?
I chose the latter. I opened a large jar and right finger was her there. Mmmmm... How is it delicious! It is a pity that tomorrow it will be possible, and Dani with her to say goodbye.
While I ate, I got the idea.
I ate with the bank and went back to the bedroom. Yummy chocolate hiding under the bed, I fell asleep.
The next morning when we were having breakfast, my mother asked:"Where is Nutella?"
Dani:
"Nutella?!"
"Well yes," my mother shrugged "yesterday I bought a new bank. But today is not found.'
I put in my mouth a large piece of delicious toast with raspberries and with my mouth said:
"I do not know."
A little later, I took the spoon from the kitchen, I went into the bedroom, my sweets.
Pulling out from under the bed to the bank, I opened it and dropped spoon into the chocolate mass.
Dani went. Seeing me, she brightened up:"So That's Nutella! Share?"
I shook my head, licking the spoon.
"Lisaaaaaaaaaaa!" sister ached.
"Not. Mine." I said firmly, and once again felt the taste.
"Ok." An evil sister said and left the room, slamming the door.
I shrugged.
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Seven (Cimorelli's story)
Short StoryChristina, Katherine, Lisa, Amy, Lauren, Dani... SEVEN