The great Marshmellow War

[kariee]

This is a story I made on the spot one fine day in 2007. I was really bored and it just popped into my head, so I had to type it out.
Anyways, here it is!

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'While wandering aimlessly through a forest i found a marshmellow on the ground. I ran back home screaming, "I FOUND A MARSHMELLOW!!! I FOUND A MARSHMELLOW!!!" yes kids looked at me weird. But i didn't care. I'd found it. A real live marshmellow! In my hand.''But then one day someone came up to me with a smile on there face. It was a bit odd. But then they pulled from behind there backs a jumbo bag of…yes marshmellows. I was thrilled. Excited. My heart rate doubled in speed. And then it happened. The war of the century began the moment the kid opened the bag, taking out a single marshmellow and yelling in a ear piercing scream “FOOD FIGHT!!!” I was shocked and didn’t know what to do but stand there and watch as he threw that marshmellow at me. Suddenly tens, hundreds…THOUSANDS! Of kids were throwing marshmallows in the street. I had nothing else to do but join in the fun. Tears streamed from my eyes as I threw my hand over my head, flinging the mellow across the road. Making full impact with the side of someones head. I’d lost my best friend in that war. He’d been mushed to nothing but goo. It was terrible. And now I live with the thought that I could have done something to save him. I could have saved my friend Marshy. But what happened is what happened. I’m just sad that we couldn’t have continued our friendship. It would’ve been a great one. I’d have him over for breakfeast lunch and supper until he completely disappeared-of course because he would’ve gotten sick of my dads cooking. But what can I say. He died a happy man. And really..that’s all I can say. Except that I have indeed made many more friends. There was mel, low, marshel…uhm…marshmellow, wollem, mello. And many more..but I wasn’t fortunate enough to know their names.