One time when I was six years old I remember feeling really hungry and decided I would make my own spaghetti noodles, but I wasn't allowed to snack between meals. So I got some hard noodles and put them into a bowl of water and slid it under my bed. I figured eventually they would become the yummy noodles that I love to slurp up.
I checked on them all throughout the day and the next, but they never seemed to be quite right. Finally I just forgot about them. Months later I remembered that I had those noodles under the bed and was pretty scared to look. I looked, but there was no bowl of noodles or any such creature. I always wondered who found that and what did they think? I didn't bother asking.
