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It was all normal. Nothing out of the ordinary. I was going to bed like usual. My dad was eating marshmallows.

"Dad! You're gonna turn into marshmallows if you eat that many!" I yelled.

"No I'm not." my dad replied. And that was that. I went to bed, with marshmallows on my mind.

The next morning, I woke up. I had actually woken up because I tasted something weird in my mouth. Something warm. I opened my eyes, and was blinded by the bright white. Once my eyes were focused, I saw my room. But not my room like it usually is, with plaster walls and wood tables. It was all bright white, and looked like it was made of tiny building blocks. I tip-toed out of bed and went up-close to the wall. The wall seemed to be made out of tall round cylinders. I reached out and felt it. It was very soft. I then grabbed at it, and the cyclinder I grabbed, frustratingly, broke apart. But it broke apart into marshmallows. I then muttered, as quietly as I could, "Now dad's done it".

I then turned around, as any humanoid creature would, and saw that my bed was, futhermore, marshmallows. I then muttered to myself, a little louder this time, "That must have been why I had such a good sleep. Wait, sleep?". I sat down on my bed, and pinched myself. "Owww!" I quietly exasperated. I then heard my voice echo in every direction. I remembered my dad's tip on what to do when you were hurt. "Slowly swallow something, if you have food near you. If you dont have food, suck it up." I then wondered how I could "Suck it up", until I realized I had food all around me.

The next moment, I had the best experience of my life. The marshmallow I had tried had the perfect ratio of soft to warm. I then had another. And another. And then I had more and more anothers until I realized the situation I was in. I then let out a deafening scream, and was content until I heard the echos. I went to reach for my stuffy, but then realized it was marshmallows. I went up, out of my bed, and ate through the door. The hallway was marshmallows too, complete with a patterned marshmallow carpet. I went to my parents' room, and in my horror, they were marshmallows too. I ran out of the room, and ate out the front door.

Now, I live on a mountain. So in that moment, I was hoping to see a completely normal world. But no, just marshmallows. I was so mad, but so amazed, that I let out ear-screeching screams. Above me, I heard a voice.

"Aye, 'ould you stop 'at?" The voice said. But this was not just any generic NPC voice, it was the man who lived above us on the mountain. "I'm tryna relax!" Now, this may seem like a relief, as someone else was alive. But that man was notorious to us about saying he would curse us. For being loud, for having friends over. But he would always say "Just wait" for the curse to come.

"Is this the curse?" I asked.

"No, this is my brother's curse. My curse was when your neighbor's dog, Elsa, let it go all over your lawn." he said.

"That was why you stopped saying the curse would come? Weird." I said. "Do you know the counter curse?" I said.

"It was something like 'Counter-Cursius, Counter-Curse, bless me as a anthropomore, and fix this annoying, marshmallowy infestation. The magic word is...', and I forgot what goes next" he said.

"What is 'Anthropomore'?" I said.

"Greek for 'Dumb Human'." he said.

"Lets stop discussing why the Greeks thought humans were dumb and try to find the magic words." I said.

"Maybe it was Please?" he said.

"Counter-Cursius, Counter-Curse, bless me as a anthropomore, and fix this annoying, marshmallowy infestation. The magic word is Please!" I said.

"Didn't work. How about, Hocus Pocus?"

"Counter-Cursius, Counter-Curse, bless me as a anthropomore, and fix this annoying, marshmallowy infestation. The magic word is Hocus Pocus!" I said.

"Didn't work. How about-" he started.

"Counter-Cursius, Counter-Curse, bless me as a anthropomore, and fix the this annoying, marshmallowy infestation. The magic word is This will get annoying really quickly!" I said.

"Didn't-" he started, but the sky then opened up and the marshmallows all started flying up into it, with the real world appearing under.

"Oh...Kay..." I muttered. I then walked back into my newly unmarshmallowified house. My parents were walking out of their door.

"Finally!" I exclaimed.

"Yey!" they agreed.

"That marshmallow curse was annoying." I said.

"Wait, what happened to your room?" they said. And my room had many missing tiles and wood.

"Uhmmm..." I said.

"You are grounded!" my mom said.

And that is how my story ends. Of course, I am still stuck in my room, 5 years after the incident, but I was sort of a hero.