A Scary Story

This Is my Scary Story
Some events, names and characteristics have been changed to protect the identity of those involved-NOT!

One dark stormy night, when the winds blew hastily against the trees and all animals hid, there was a boy and his cookie dough. He wasn't really a boy, but a man with cookie dough. Sweet, gooey cookie dough. It sat idily in his fridge, taking on a serene appearence sitting beside the milk and eggs. But nice and friendly it was not! The cookie dough this man, Cody, had was infused with a chemical that gave it life, a chemical that gave it murderous notions. And this cookie dough had it's chocolate-chiped-eyes set on one thing...to kill Cody in his sleep.\

O.O TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!