…and the story begins….
Once upon a month ago, I purchased a beautiful pink laptop.

Instantly, I fell in love with it! It had all of the features that I have every wanted in a laptop. I treated it with respect, kindness and amazing love. I kept it away from any liquids, treats or anything that could lead to damaging affects. I loved it. It was perfect in every way until…
Two days ago, I came home from a softball game and had an urge to have a cold glass of milk. My beautiful pink laptop was in my hand. I gently placed it on the island while I poured my milk.
A thought popped into my head, “Michelle, why don’t you boot up the laptop while you are pouring your milk?!” Great idea. I pressed the “on” key. While it was powering on, I grabbed a glass from the cupboard and poured a delicious glass of cold milk.

I glanced at the screen and noticed that I had an email. I clicked on the inbox with my right hand…since the glass of milk was in my left hand.
Aw…it was an email from a sweet friend of mine. Still holding the glass of milk, I read it and decided to quickly email her back. I sat the glass down with my left hand (because I would need it to type with it) and my right hand hit the glass and SPLASH. Milk covered the entire keyboard and screen.
I screamed, “Are you serious?”
Frantically, I tilted the laptop and watched the milk as it poured from the laptop. Milk was everywhere. I grabbed towels to soak up the liquidy mess. It was coming out of every hole and crevice . My heart sank!
…that is how laptop met milk.
The End.
~Michelle