A flash fiction
Wrapped in plastic, lovingly folded, sitting on the side of the street was a biscuit in the shape of Snow White. A girl no older than 10 walks past. The tasteful aroma teases her senses. She eyes the folded up biscuit wrapped with care and decides what harm can come of eating it? She goes to take a bite. However, the biscuit speaks. “Please don’t eat me! I know I’m a tasty treat but a lot more good will come from not eating me I promise.” the biscuit lied. “I’m not just any biscuit, I’m a magical one. I grant wishes.” the girl pondered it for a moment and then said “my wish is to eat you” and with that bit off Snow White’s head.
