ne day I was at the candy bar. I was having a vanilla ice cream. "M M M M this is delicious.",I said. As soon as I said that. It yelled, "Stop stop stop!" I was, well, surprised that it could talk. It looked at everybody else. He looked at them then looked at me. It opened its creamy white mouth. I yelled,"HElP ME!" Nobody helped. I ran,ran,ran,and ran.I stopPed. I looked around me. The icecream said,"War of ice cream." I ran again. This time, I ran into a wall. Boom! "That had to hurt," said the ice cream. They looked on the road and they saw squished ice cream. When they saw that, they fainted. I was so happy that I ran into a store again.

The End

Story by: Catherine, age 8