Only a Spoonful: Difference between revisions

I was shaking and crying as I stood there in fear as he stole my ice cream and put it on his spoon as he faded away into the thick dark fog that surrounded the kitchen. The sharp pain and agony in the air cut short and everything was back to normal, I then realized, I survived The Trial. A Trial that decides the fate of your life, at that moment, any wrong or sudden movement would’vewould've ended in me being vaporized into nothing. I drop to the floor shaking and sobbing from fear and relief, knowing I Survived King Bach’sBach's Ice Cream Trial.