The Ice Cream Mountain

My daughter made up a story today. It's cute. I am writing it down in my words.

It was a pleasant Friday evening

As usual baba took us to the cycling

It was the different road I guess

Cause I have never seen this place

I was going bit fast than my little brother

"be careful" baba shouted moving further

I saw a beautiful creamy heap

"what's that?" I gaped 

I stopped my bike took off my helmet

My foot slipped all of a sudden

Wow was the first word that comes out

Realized I fell under the heap of cream

Or maybe it's a mountain of ice cream

I wanted to eat so many of them

But I cannot eat it without asking anyone

So I walk and walk and tripped on a star

Wait it was not a star but a chocolate bar

I ate a bit, it was bitter yuck

I threw it away saying bad luck

Moving forward I saw a cute little door

I turned the knob and saw my baba and brother.