Cookies
“The basement, the basement,hide it in the basement!” She screeches.
“Uh… you know the police will soon realise they are gone!” I crie back at her.
“They will search the whole town nothing not even our washing will be left untouched.” I begin sobbing into the phone.
After hanging up on my old fashioned phone I manage to pull out a slight grin while snatching the sack of Cookies from the butlers pantry and flinging them out the window. I can't go to jail, I can't, especially not for a sack of gooey chocolate chip COOKIES!”
By Kyla
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