One day myself and my ‘best friend’ Carl came to my house.

Don’t tell Carl but he is the pickiest person in the world.  One time when went out for ice cream I bought Carl a really expensive ice cream and he didn’t eat it because he’s apparently “lactose intolerant” like WHAT?!?!.

And today he came over for a bit and we got hungry so I made us some toast with vegemite I brought in the food.  “No,” he said “I like marmite” not vegemite.

I literally kicked his butt out of the house!

MAKING SANDWICHES

“What filling do you want on your sandwich today, Jane, Mike?” asked Mum one Monday morning whilst making the packed lunches for school and for work. “Would you like jam or ham or butter or cheese?” asked Mum. Jane and Mike were having breakfast when suddenly Father came into the kitchen. “Good morning Jane, Mike, Ellen” he said. (Ellen is the Mums name.) “Good morning dear what filling would you like today?” she asked again. “Mum could I please have marmite on my sandwich” asked Mike. “You don’t like marmite though” said Jane. “No” he said “I like marmite.

My first mission (part 2).

The pilot came out of his cabin. “Agent Wolf, Agent Snake and agent Jaguar” Me. “Will be landing at the rendezvous in approximately 15 minutes. Until then we will eat and then prepare for the parachuting.” He walked back into the cockpit and brought out some sandwiches. “Do you want butter?” he said, looking at Wolf. “No” He said, “I like marmite” “I’m sorry sir, but we..” the pilot was cut off by an ear-shattering crash. “What the?!” Eagle shouted, fear in her voice. The pilot dashed back to the cabin. “We’ve been hit!” He shouted “I’m re-calibrating the….” I felt something hit my head and I blacked out.

Daniel ran downstairs and searched under the tree.  He saw five neatly wrapped presents all with his name on them. He knew he shouldn’t open the presents but he had to. “I’ll just open a few,” he thought. He ripped the wrapping off the first present.  A toy train.  Then the second one.  A football.  He couldn’t help but open the third and fourth presents. He would carefully wrap them back up and open the fifth one later. After dinner Daniel was allowed open the presents. He went straight for the one he hadn’t opened yet. He ripped off the wrapping and there it was a jar of marmite. His mother saw the disappointed look on his face. “Do you not like it?” She asked. “No,” He said,” I like marmite.” Though he was disappointed.

I was playing the x-box with my friends and I decided to share my dreadful story with them. I had just arrived home from the Aviva stadium. I was at the England vs Ireland game with my Dad. It was a very violent game there was a riot and a large fight. My Dad got hit and I saved him.  I came home and my dad drove to the hospital.  I am home alone, and well I think I am home alone but my blind Nana is here and she made me a marmite sandwich and it looked like blood.

So one day I was at my friend’s house for a sleepover. We were playing soccer out on the field. But then a man with a [a big waist by the way] came along. And he was wearing a black cloak. But then he said something that scared me so much he said “I know were you live” in the creepiest voice ever. So then me and my friend glided back to his house. We told his mam what had happened. So then we had beans on toast to calm us down. So then his mam said “Do you both want marmite”. My friend said yes then I said I will try it. And then my friends brother stared to say something but then his mam stoped him and said “do you want veigemite” “no” he said “I like marmite…”

“Eat up Nibbles!” “Morgenne said as he forced food down his friend’s throat.”

Just then a bright light shined outside the alleyway of Morgenne’s home.

“Morgenne?” Annie said in a quiet voice. “Joes’s been in another well…

Accident behind Wendy’s drive thru…”

Morgenne left Nibbles in his small shack. Annie and Morgenne walked out of the circus.

They then saw Z0ozy’s white van with fortnite and meme stickers all over it.

We climbed in. “Morgenne!” Z0ozy and Annie said.

“Are you eating marmite?” “That’s disgusting!” “No.” He said.” I like marmite,”