Booger

by Jeffrey Schauermann

     Once there lived a nose, and that nose lived on a person. That nose (his name was Booger) had many friends. His best friends were the skin cells. The eyes, ears, and mouth were his friends also.

Every now and then, though, his master would sneeze. Booger didn't like it when this happened because it hurt him sorely. He also had another friend, the index finger. Well one day index-finger picked at him so hard that he started to bleed. "Well, this is the end of my life," he thought, and with that he fell to the ground.

THE END