I sneaked into the cloak bay. I was getting my creamy gooey sponge. It melted. I sneaked to my lunchbox. I opened my lunchbox and I took a big bite of my sponge. All the cream splat all over my face. I licked with surprise. I licked and licked, and then there was hardly anything there. Then I went back to the class.
I stalk the smell of the fruity lava. I pounce on the pantry door. I swing it open. I take a big bite. I feel that the clouds have landed on my tongue. The gooey lava drips down my throat. The attack begins. The lava lands on me. I start to burn. I attack back. It squirts cold white clouds on the lava. It has been defeated and victory is mine. The lava is so cold that it turns into fluffy clouds. More lava squirts out. I dodge it and it melts on the floor. I squirt my weapon and before it squirts I eat it.
By Chloe S
I was hiding under my desk. It was looking at me sitting there, doing nothing. I was creeping closer and closer to it. It was sitting there in my lunchbox, jumping up and down. I pounced on it so it couldn’t run away. It started to run away. It was smooth indeed. I ran after it. I couldn’t stop because of the beaming smell of blueberry. I finally caught it. I threw it in my mouth. It was spongy and slippery. I couldn’t stop the squirting in my mouth. It was delicious. I gobbled it all up. That was my delicious lunch.