What Christmas Means To Me

Day 4 (Gratefulness)

‘WHOMP.’

BOOM. Kenny jumped, scared by the loud noise. He ran to the window, and the water had gone. It was hot. Not humid, but a really dry heat. Kenny’s mouth was bone dry so he rushed to the kitchen and gulped down a whole glass of water! He opened the front door and saw Parker standing there, surrounded by never-ending land, with nothing else in sight. There was absolutely nothing ...

“WHERE ARE WE, PLATTY P?” Kenny yelled across the sand.

His bare feet burned as he stepped outside. The ground was scorching hot. From the distance he could see a dingo. He whistled, and called the dog. It did as Kenny had expected, and trotted over. Little did Kenny know that the dingo was hungry and deprived of food. The golden-furred dingo almost couldn’t be seen against the yellow sand. Its dark- brown eyes stared Parker down, as he smacked his lips and crouched low to the ground. Parker felt uneasy so he slowly backed towards the house.

“PLATTY P., RUN!” Kenny screamed at the top of his lungs. Just like that, the dingo took off and chased after him!

“P-p-please! Don’t eat us! H-Have this instead!” they pleaded as they held out a bowl of leftover baked beans.

The dingo relaxed and slurped up the sticky, yummy soup. He licked his lips and smiled showing his rotten canines.

Finally, he introduced himself “Hi I’m Dudley the Dingo. Thank you so much for this meal - I haven’t eaten all week. Anyways, what is a koala and platypus doing so far out in the desert?”

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