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The angel of the world »

The frog era

Post n°1 pubblicato il 11 Maggio 2013 da fallesiny


It is a sunny morning, I reached arm wear good clothes ready to go to my good friends to play.
Push open the door, came the voice of mother cooking in the kitchen and the smell of a smell wonderful, really make my stomach singing, I went to the mother gently behind leaned his head to see what is good, don't want to was found the mother, "small ChanMao, to find something to eat?" "Well" you scratch my back looking at the pot of trance watching, mother see I infatuated with that food to see let I went into the dish to eat first.
The tray I don't know what is food sitting on the table, how to also can not under the mouth, I hand picked up the one on careful look: that thing was bombed the full-bodied red and also small bubbles occurred again, gently knead by hand is very crisp sound, it is the two long back straight board, two arms stretched out and forward hard, how can I really do feel familiar, I carefully thought, my god! Isn't this a frog? I immediately felt pantothenic acid in the stomach, escaped and ran away.
Came to my friend's house, the friend said at noon today ask me to eat delicious, plus didn't eat breakfast, when he heard that there are good things to eat the saliva is out, I asked him what is good ah, his mysterious smile at me, and then quietly and I said: "the thing ah, very delicious, the Fried crisp and crunchy, super good", I listened it again sick in the stomach, remembered the morning Fried frog, but also did not say what, only at noon to look at, I hope it's not like that. I said I want to
Finally at noon, I came to a fairly neat restaurant with my friends, friends to order then I find a seat in the, friends came back end this plate in his hand, he put the plates on the table, I think my face is green "at that time, the pan Fried one perfect red risking bubble, outstretched limbs little thing seems to be in waved to me, friends one's eating with chopsticks, crisp sound, but I was going to be sick, friends looked at me and asked me how I was don't eat the one sent to my mouth, it was more than I could bear it and ran away, ran ran suddenly I found that my body becomes green, the most terrible thing I had to jump, not run! I twist a head to look behind him and saw my family my friends and other people I don't know take a knife and fork, eyes filled with greed and looked at me, I swallow mouth saliva to know there is no escape from fate, then wait for the knife and fork to cut my body to...
"Ring..." The thank you call me back in time, I open my eyes, is a dream? I quickly jumped out of bed to took a look in the mirror, still very not is a frog, I went to wash gargle, it is came the voice of mother copy dishes in the kitchen and the smell of a smell wonderful, then I gently walked behind mother leaned his head to see what was delicious, but found that mom would be dressed in green clothes, she hate I looked up looked at carefully, it was not my most familiar face, I saw a pair of big eyes and a big mouth, what? My mother into a frog? !And that the pan Fried things yet so familiar: it was bombed full-bodied red, also small bubbles occurred again, gently knead by hand is very crisp sound, the thing of two long back, straight, two arms stretched out and forward hard, how can I really do feel familiar, my god! Isn't that person? !

 




 
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