Emily was upset. She was mad that she had to drink the stinking strawberry milk. Of course it had to be what she hated. She quickly declared that life sucked.
Emily put her lunch number in the device, and the lunch lady said she could move to her table. Emily sadly moved to her lunch table. She put her tray on the table. Emily sat down next to her friends.
She looked at her food. Emily picked up her sandwich and took a bite. She put down her sandwich. Emily suddenly felt very thirsty.
She slowly opened the carton of repulsive milk. Emily second guessed herself. Was she really that thirsty? Was she going to risk murdering her taste buds?
Emily's hands were shaking as she moved the carton closer to her mouth. Her nostrils felt as if they were on fire as she smelled the nauseating scent of strawberry milk. She brought the carton close enough so that she could drink.
And she took a drink.
DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!
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I Survived The Strawberry Milk of 2016
Short Story1 lunch. 1 girl. 1 strawberry milk. And it's the year 2016.
