pumpkin soup

The smell drifts up my nose wait; that smell reminds of pumpkin soup then I get a big whiff of it huh it is pumpkin SOUP. . . NO, NO, NO! I yell as I stamp my feet running to my room. Uggh brad bang me in to the kitchen I hope mums smart and she should know I can’t eat this awful disgraces but apparently she’s not she gave me a bid huge bowl of disgusting yellow and orange pumpkin soup. I had to try some I had no choice it was disgusting I said to mum the only way I’ll eat the rest is if you give me pudding. 
By lyrique