A Red Popsicle
We were so excited we danced in our seats, like little kids on Christmas morning. Coming so close to lunch time, a deliciously red Popsicle was the perfect treat. The room erupted with the sound of 23 paper covers being ripped open. The taste was cold yet delicious on my tongue as I took my first bite. You hear the faint sound of slurping up the Popsicle as everyone types away at their blog posts. The Popsicle becomes soft and moist as it melts in my mouth. As I took a bigger bite, the frozen deliciousness sent a shiver up my spine. As the red Popsicle began to disappear, the wooden stick appeared. I began to realize that this delicious vacation from my journalism class was coming to an end, as I took the last bite from the wooden Popsicle stick. What I thought was the perfect snack before lunch, actually disappointed me and cause my stomach to growl more for the cafeteria.