Adjective Noun
by Mrs. Cwach

Fingers

Wobbly fingers are like jello in the process of forming. They are incapable of hanging onto an object.  When someone comes to shake your hand, they take your hand and squish it like cookie dough. You wonder what may have caused this and realize you are a deformed monster in a human body within a dream.

My Shoes

The stink of my shoe should smell like baby powder or at least an average vanilla smell. Instead I think the surge of pungent order drifts through the air for my fellow classmates. I wonder what would happen if a cricket or a small kitten wandered near and appeared to enter a deep coma. Imagine considering dryer sheets to take the poor stink smell away.

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