*make sure you read Kate's book called the story of today, this story is based on a true story.*
It was night time- the time of night mares. We talked about the chan man and sang about him too. Sarah's mom brought ice cream out, this tall kid came up and critiqued people for being small. She grabbed the ice cream out of our hands, clasped it with her shrek hands, mighty ogre hands. She makes us laugh. She's really something else, something ogre than everyone else. She scooped the ice cream and licked the pot clean. I could smell it on her breath. Once everyone had settled down, something un ordinary happened.
A person named Iver was talking to me over the mobile network. He talked about his love life with my bud, sofisha. The ogre has a black friend. Sofisha and I talked about her and Iver and how they'd be together forever. Then we went downstairs and met Sarah's mommrr. She is a doll. Her husband is a dolly. We sat with her for a while all the time, the ogre was digesting. Her nose started to itch. I shouldn't have sat next to her, the volcano bubbled and I knew it would spew. Soon it was all over me. I was drenched. Soaked. In chick late ice cream, ew. Ew. Ew. I had to wash up after that.
