I Hate You

I hate glitter

Grade Three
April had never got her revenge on Cal and his friends.

Which sucked.

Except she had an advantage since he wouldn't expect them. It had taken her a year to plan her sweet revenge after all.

And her amazing revenge would be...
Dun dun duuuuuuuh

Dumping glitter all over him.

She still cried over her drawing of her scribbled Pikachu. April had actually felt really hurt since she had put so much effort to it to have it get ruined by Cal Broc.

His last name reminds me of broccoli.
Like how broccoli tasted so horrible and awful.

"Ready?" April asked her friends.
They nodded and the girls started sneaking up on Cal's group of friends while they were painting.

Time for glitter bomb.

We started shaking the glitter bottle on top of their heads and specks of glitter fell on their heads.

Cal tried to swat April away , but April dodged all of them.

Suddenly April's bottle of glitter stopped pouring out glitter and April was far from satisfied. She kept on shaking and suddenly the lid fell off having an explosion of glitter land on Cal's head.

That works.

"Oops."

"I HATE YOU!"