I ran down the aisles cautiously
My squeaky little shoes racing past the cheese chips.
Ran and Ran
Up the crowded-fish tank aisle.
My eyes sparkling with joy and flowers at the fish swarming.
But time is ticking, my head jerks towards the rice section and
Off I go running again
To my right, through the meat and poultry section
Spying on frosty frozen chicken legs
And smelling expired eggs
Covering my nose
Playing the breathing game
until I got to the candy aisle.
Stomp! I arrived catching my breath, panting like a desperate dog.
For strawberry chocolate-milk candy. Nothing there.
Running again.
To find my parents, looking left, right, and backwards
BOOM!” Crashed into a shelf, sending shampoo and face wash over the aisle.
Knocking the display tag unconscious, lopsided,
Dangling like it was waving at me.
Suddenly, a man with a tag that said “Kevin” on his shirt stood over me,
Fidgeting with the garbage in my pocket.
Tears started filling my eyes, “Please don’t punish me…” I said under my breath.
Kevin said “Stop running around and stop destroying our store.
Or you’ll be banned!”
I nodded my head and ran to the checkout station.
There they were, my parents were paying for mangoes, red apples, celery,
carrots, cucumbers, cookies, Lays Chips, peaches, coffee, Coke and Sprite.
I sighed with happiness, joyfully jumped into their arms
knowing that they didn’t know that I almost, almost got us banned!
