In my creative writing club, we had to write something that had these words in it:

Candy
Safe
Home
Toenail
Flamboyant
Paranoid

I'm pretty proud of the story I came up with. Hope you enjoy!

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My footsteps inch closer to my home. I walk up the steps, get out my door key, and open the door. The door opens, revealing a trail of blue cotton candy crumbs.

At first, my heart does a little dance in my chest.

I. LOVE. COTTON. CANDY!

But then I start to feel a little paranoid because one fable I have heard a thousand times in my childhood comes to mind: Hansel and Gretel.

I didn't want to be eaten by a scary freaking witch! Suddenly, my mind transferred into a daydream. But this wasn't a normal daydream. It was more like a nightmare.

My footsteps inch closer to the door of my bedroom. I reach out to touch the doorknob, but the door opens on its own. I no longer felt safe at home anymore. Inside my room was pitch black, even though there was daylight outside. All of a sudden a witch appears in front of my eyes with blue cotton candy in her hand. When I see the cotton candy, I am flamboyant and energetic. But then I saw her eating little kid's toenails.

I screamed.

And then I was back in my normal hallway.