Peanut Allergy: A Short Story

One girl was brave enough to open the magical door which was luckily next to the stairs so if somting bad happened the could run upstairs and hide or run for there life .So when she opened the door it was Chica The Chicken From the horror game Five Nights At Freddys she would normally attack but that day she was very nice she brought 60 cupcakes for us! Chica was the star of the party! Everyone was sad when she had to leave the next day. Every year Chica visits again.

The irony contributes to the story by adding insight into the way Dee behaved in the past compared to how she behaves now. For a character who hates her home so much, it is very ironic that she comes back and wants to take family heirlooms, such as the butter churn and quilts, home with her to cherish. “ ‘This churn top is what I need… And I want the dasher, too’ ” (171). “ ‘Mama, Wangero said sweet as a bird. Can I have these quilts?’... ‘These are all pieces of dresses Grandma used to wear.

There was a time when he was very confused on what he was capable of doing. For example, in chapter 1 page 9 the text states, “I don’t remember touching her but the next thing I knew, Nancy was sitting on her butt in the fountain screaming,”Percy pushed me!”” It seems that Percy’s powers responded to his actions as he somehow pushed Nancy Bobofit into the water. Another example is when Percy made made it to camp half blood (chapter 5, Riordan) , Percy was being spoon fed Ambrosia nectar which what percy said tastes like,”It was chocolate chip cookies. Liquid cookies.” the text states (page 60 chapter 5, Riordan). Percy didn’t realize that the Ambrosia nectar was very much harmful to a regular human, and as we know if that was Percy’s turning point to know that Percy was special.

When she returns to the Dominican Republic as an adult, she does not feel welcomed by her family. The family tries to welcome her by baking a cake, but they also ridicule her and make fun of the way she looks. She decides to go pick guavas, because she was craving them. She explained that they were her “antojo”, which translates roughly to “craving” in spanish. ‘“I’ll tell you what my santo wants after five years,’ Yolanda says.

As the mother is telling Dee that she cannot have the quilts, she shows her surprise when Dee "gasps like a bee had stung her" (64). By using this simile, the mother shows her revulsion at the new and artificial personality her daughter has adopted. As the family talks over dinner, the mother states about Dee that "she talked a blue streak over the sweet potatoes" (62). Dee is complimenting her mother's food, yet immediately afterwards, she asks for a churn top, a dasher, and some old quilts that she had not wanted recently before. This metaphor tells the reader that the compliments Dee gave her were empty and fake.

The text states: “His aunt, with an explosive quickness that made me jerk in every nerve, snatched the wooden spoon out of the bowl of batter and hit him across the face. Harvey’s eyes opened a little more, but only a little. (Page 40)” This violent act, and Harvey’s almost nonchalant response, shows that this abuse is regular and has been going on for a long time. Also, how she assumes how Harvey is automatically guilty of stealing the telescope, without even asking him. His life at home is a negative external effect, and would have negative impacts on his attitude and actions.

Legend of the Monster Cookie My life has always been a monster cookie, a huge mess. During my childhood I always remember my mom making the cookies with oatmeal and peanut butter, sometimes even M&M’s. When I think about it, it describes the very being of my cultural identity. The peanut butter is like how we always take value in hope. It’s always stuck in our mind.

We dismissed the argument and took the best memory that could be held in a picture! My mother 's hair drifted upon my taste buds,which was quite odd that the wind was blowing that direction. I saw the flicker of the light on the camera which looked as if I faced the sun 's ray itself. But I would do anything for family, family is what counts. The kettle corn popcorn exploded in the red popcorn machine just as the camera dinged, it was like hundreds of pops bursting at once.

My cousin Spencer the craziest person I have ever met has been making my sides hurt from laughing since the day I met him. First time I ever met Spencer asked me if I ever and popcorn pie, one was totally lost as to what popcorn pie was but come to found out he was talking about pecan pie. Once there was this day Spencer told me a story about how he almost buried all these trees. Nevertheless, Spencer decides it would be a good idea to go to a month without cutting his grass; his grass got about 4 inches over knee height. Since he had only a push mow, he thought, would smart to buy the grass, but had no water hose to keep the fire under control.

The Ballpark was filled with tons and tons of hungry and enthusiastic children. The aroma of cotton candy roared like lions and made their mouths water like an open spring. Paying for a bag of cotton candy is like highway robbery, but is especially pleasing as it melts like a burning candle pleading for water. Children impatiently beg for more and more food and demand a fan favorite dessert known as Dippin Dots! Whether it be Birthday Cake, Banana Split, or Cookies ‘n Cream, Dippin Dots will surely help with your sweet tooth.

Congratulations, you’re starving yourself all because some stupid kid had to come up to you and ask you when you were gonna’ lose some weight. Is that the question you are answering? Or should the real question be is starving yourself worth your health and potentially your life? In the short story, A Letter from the Fringe, by Joan Bauer, the main character Dana and her friend Sally are hanging out together eating cookies for Sally birthday. Doug

I hump back and forth viscously at my tootsie roll teddy bear repeatedly and then I hear, “What are you doing? Who taught you that? !” A voice of panic from my mom. i am eight years of age and I stay shut something my eyes can’t do as they release far more words than I can possibly express. No response to her question, because I know the truth will hit her harder than it’ll hit me.