The fresh fruity flavour floated though the air. The strong sour scent swept under Hansel and Gretal’s nose.They froze. They froze silently. They froze silently and anxiously until the rustle of the bushes went away. The forest was gloomy and mysterious. The breeze was as sharp as a sword.The forest floor squelched under their feet. The birds were as loud as a firework on a quiet night.
“ I’m afraid,” whispered Gretal. “ Don’t be afraid everything will be OK,” Hansel answered although he knew deep down their mother wanted them gone. Suddenly in the bright open clearing they spotted a cottage with a ridged roof, a crumbled chimney, small dark windows and a wooden door covered in sweets.They knew they shouldn't touch the house but the sweet sour gummy sour patch kids pulled them in. They knew they mustn’t lick anything near the house but the tall sticky sweet lollipops tempted them.They knew there might be consequences but the golden melting chocolate was too resisting.
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