“These cupcakes are gift for my friend, so no one will touch it.” This is what my mom announced to me, my brother and dad. I really wanted to eat one of those cupcakes so I had to wait until my parents to fall asleep. I walked towards the kitchen as quite as I could. Then I grabed one of the cupcakes. Suddenly, my mom appeared from nowhere. “What are you doing?” She asked to me. “Are you trying to eat my cupcakes?” “No, why….why would I do that?” I tried explain to her, but it was too late.
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