Sensory Writing Touch

Sitting and waiting to feel the mystery item and hearing the reactions of people like eew. " ahhh it is cold." I cant handle the suspense it is like waiting to get in the haunted trails while watching a scary movie, you can tell is fake by the death scene's. I hear Valeria say, " well at least it was not on my other hand" as she pulls her hand out of the container. Then it was my turn. I feel my hand being pulled of the warm desk that I sit at. The hand that is lifting mine is softer than silk. My arm brushes a side of a glass with something a little sticky like half dried glue. then my hand is plunged into a pool of the sticky thing that feels more like a pool of jeliten than is still cooling except it is cold and feels like it broke in to cubes when it was lifted. my hand is being pulled out and I hear go wash your hands so i open my eyes and look at the mystery item that is still sticking to my hand only to find out that it is jello.