I was making gingerbread men one day and all of a sudden one jumped off the tray and started biting my throat. I grabbed him and tried to bite off his head but he moved ao I only got his arm. Then I ran to my room and closed the door, but when i turned around he was there. I tried to open the door but it was locked. I was trapped. He came at me slowly with his red-cinnamon eyes glowing. I screamed for help but no one heard my cries. Next thing I knew he was on top of me and trying to bite my throat again. I grabbed him, threw him across the room and finally got the door open. I then ran back to the kitchen where the rest of THEM were. I heard him coming behind me when I turned around he jumped up at me, I hit him so he went into the oven with the rest of them. Just as I was closing the door he stood up and gave me the finger and slowly burned to death. That was all there was of the gingerbread man. And I also ate him when he was cooked. The end.

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