Gingerbread Man meets the Woodcutter and King Midas - by Dylan

Once upon a time there was a Gingerbread Man. He had blue candy and a tie. I visited the Woodcutter. "Don't crush me, Woodcutter," I said. "I'd rather eat you," said the Woodcutter. "Aaaah!" I said and I ran away. I hope I lost him. I did not lose him. "Come back here, I want to give you a prize," said the Woodcutter. "Okay," I said. SNATCH! "Help me! Help me! King Midas, help me! Thank you!" I said.  "Now I can finally touch you," said King Midas. "You touch yourself!" I said. "Run, run, as fast as you can! You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man!" Here comes more trouble. I kept running and I got scraped and hid. "Huh, huh, huh," I panted. "I'm not eaten. Yay!" I'm so, so, so happy. I have to run away and everyone came to me. "Come on," I said. A fox was chasing me. Impossible! I'm going to have to run even faster. Trip! Ow! Keep running. A hunter? Come on! And they passed out, and I lived happily ever after.