The Marmite Gift

One day I went shopping with my mum because it was nearly my sister’s  birthday.  We wanted to make  her a cake so we went shopping.  I asked my mum if we could grab some marmite as I knew my sister marmite, but she said no.  ‘But she likes marmite,’ I said. ‘Not to put in the cake, just as a gift.’ She would die for marmite even though I hate it. She said yes and we finished shopping and went home to bake the cake and wrap her gifts.  On the day of her birthday she wore a pretty dress. When she opened the marmite, she screamed with joy. I had never known any one who loved marmite as much as her.