all the kids in my neighborhood know the story about the ice cream truck it's not a nice one

we do try to tell our parents about what the ice cream truck does to kids it's like talking to a

brick wall if you breathe the word of the story to them they'll simply freeze in place their

eyes glazing over and unblinking smiles stretching over their faces it isn't until you give up feeling

completely disheartened and alone that your parents emerge from their trance looking puzzled

they'll pat you on the head or shoulder and ask what were you saying kiddo so you see we can't

tell our parents or any other adults about the ice cream truck it won't let us I hope the same

thing won't happen to you if you're an adult in hearing this I'm sorry if it does truly sorry but I

need to warn other kids don't move here to add a port the story goes like this there's a kid named

Roger 10 years old or maybe eight maybe even as old as 16 Roger strolls along the street on his

way to school or it could have been on his way back from school he walks without a care in the world

swinging his backpack he's whistling because it's a fine beautiful sunlight strung day

and then right as he's nearly reached his destination he hears it a strange but cheerful jingle

he starts to smile because he can't help it that ice cream truck jingle is the kind of sound that

makes kids laugh puts a pep in their step makes them think about the people or things they love

Roger thinks about his parents and the stack of superhero comics on his desk

and while he's thinking of all of these delightful things

he slows down you don't want to do that when the ice cream truck is around

the source of that jingle rounds the corner and barrels straight at him

Roger sees that it's a nice cream truck looks like something you see in hell he thinks

then scolds himself right at that stupid that come from no that that ice cream truck doesn't

look scary at all it looks fun bright shapes decorate every inch of it as it approaches Roger

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