Voices Literary Magazine Edition 1 Voices Literary Magazine - Edition 2 | Page 23

"So we will start with Ice Cream Land!" he announced.

"Ice Cream Land? Sounds good, sounds delicious, sounds... IMPOSSIBLE!"

He ignored me and said, "Now close your eyes, grab my hand as hard as you can, and give me a big, fat hug!" I did as he ordered, but complained, "Was that hug necessary? I mean, you smell like a rotten egg!" And believe me, he did.

"Sorry, but I had always wished to hug a girl like you..." He snorted.

"Ew!" I argued, But again, he ignored me and whispered, "Sh! Open your eyes." I did as he said and found out that I was in the middle of the most beautiful and delicious thing ever. And for the ones who absolutely love ice cream, listen to this: The ground was covered with perfect, white, vanilla, creamy ice cream. And you could tell that the ice cream was delicious because of the wonderful smell and the cold that you could feel I felt like eating everything! The most amazing thing was that there, in the middle of all the white was a shiny Christmas tree covered with perfect tiny yellow lights. It was all so perfect that I begged Bugger, "Show me more, show me more!" But he wouldn't answer. Then, I started to see 3 Buggers, then 6, then 30... " What's happening?!" I asked terrified.

Suddenly, I was falling off a cliff that mysteriously ended in my wonderful pink room. I opened my eyes and screamed. Bugger was in front of me! "Hey, what's the problem? I don't bite!" He said angrily. "But... But... Don't you remember? You... Me... Ice Cream La...." I trembled. Somehow he didn't remember, and now, I was sure that it had all been a dream.