Today, an ice cream truck came by the neighborhood. My brother and I dashed outside into the burning sun to get ice cream. The truck reminded me of a time when I was at summer day camp. (flash back begins)
It was a hot summer day. We were about to burn to a crisp when we heard the echoing of a familiar song. "An ice cream truck!" I thought. Then a black van with tinted windows pulled up. For a minute we were confused. All the kids were searching for the ice cream truck, when I noticed that the music came from the black van! I announced the new discovery and the older children, and I, stopped searching. Then a new thought popped in my head, "Black van with tinted windows and no pictures of ice cream + kiddy music = child abductor!" So the story ends with me telling 5 year olds to forget about getting ice cream and a lot of =( faces.
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