race to the fridge

the boy as short as a midget
came running home so fast that he almost slipped
his stomach groled as loud as a tiger growling
he was as hungry like no one fed him for days

he looked at the fridge like he was going to eat it
he ran towards it like it was a marathon
first slow as a turtle
then as fast as a cheetah

the floor was as slippery as cold ice
when he fell he could see the reflection of his bruses
his face his the ground as hard as a rock


p.s sorry for the other post i pressed enter by accident

by : Sharon A.