As soon as everyone in the house went to sleep, the bread loaf started to crumble. All of the crumbled peices have crumbled even more and those crumbled peices have crumbled even more. Until all of the bread were tiny little crumbs, then it stopped crumbling apart.
Then, one curious crumb decided to roll it self off the table it landed with a harsh "tink". All of the other crumbs went to the edge of the table. They all laughed at the crumb on the ground hysterically, while the little crumb on the ground got angered. He rolled away to the doorstep with a silent "hmph".
The crumb on the ground rolled and rolled and rolled.
Until he suddenly fell to a cold wet ground. Dirt maybe mud, he fell into with discust. He struggled to get out of the sticky substance. And once he escaped from it , he noticed he was outside. Away from the other mean crumbs, away from everyone!
