In the Kitchen with Tessa

It was not a usual day. for one thing ,it was blazing hot out. Sarah and I went outside to go tan. Then Michelle called me to ask me if I wanted to go to the park to help pick up trash with Josh. I said "sure." And so we did so, and got ice-cream on our way back. When I went inside and saw Dad making ribs, he asked me to go clean the bathroom, so I did. Then I came out and Dad was making a salad. He chopped onions, radish, carrots, and put in some salad stuff. Then it was the tomatoes turn to be put into the salad, but it didn't go in, in one piece! (dun dun duhhhhhhhhhhh ) So as I watch Dad take an inasent little tomato I filled with fear! Only for a minute! As I watched Dad picking up the knife, I could only watch in horror. As the first slit of tomato was made, as I watched in horror, I could hear the crying of the tomatoes! As I watched the red blood dripping from the cut to the edges of the cutting board I thought of the word redrum! ( murder) This was not a pleasant thing to experience at such a young age, but I pray for that tomato, and wish it luck, in vegy heaven. There is a chalk mark around were the vegy was cut. Because It was REDRUM!


By Tessa p****