Research Paper On Chocolate Pretzels
There I was, stuck in a small enclosed space. It was second grade, I was freaking out as if I was experiencing a dark abyss of doom. Calming myself, I thought “How did I even get in this mess!” Ten minutes ago, I was eating my chocolate pretzels in my second grade classroom, trying to solve this complex problem. I looked around, I see all my friends struggling as well. My snack had cause me to have a sickening feeling, “Stupid chocolate pretzels, I am trying to focus.” I thought. After asking for permission to use the restroom, I reached out to twist the knob of the bathroom, and little did I know, those chocolate pretzels had given me a real problem. I was using all of my might to open this door, though I was a second grader, I should