Sunday, September 29, 2019

Tyler Peaster - I Dropped my Cupcake

I Dropped my Cupcake
 227, #2

    It was a winter night. My mother had driven her vehicle to the Farmers Market. My mind was racing. What could she be getting? Is she going to buy the right apples this time? She comes home with some lame groceries, she got the wrong apples, and she bought brussel sprouts. I was distraught. Then, the holy grail was released from the grocery sack. Cupcake mix.

    My young seven-year-old self was enthralled. My mother had bought cupcake mix with chocolate frosting. My mind was racing. When would she make these? Will she burn them this time? This was when I was informed that they were being made tonight.

    There’s not a lot of things seven-year-olds look forward to in life. All they do is play with friends, learn nothing in elementary school, and sleep. So when the bombshell of “we’re making cupcakes tonight” was dropped on me, I was ecstatic. I knew it would only be a few hours until the cupcakes would be made.

    Time lasts a while when your seven, even if you are having fun. So when you are waiting for something as a seven-year-old, time is very slow. I was constantly asking “are they done yet?”, and my mom was getting very annoyed; however, I didn’t care. I just wanted the cupcakes to be ready. Then… ding ding ding.

    The oven’s ding drove me to the kitchen. I practically dragged my mom in there, then she opened the oven door… only to discover they weren’t ready yet. Then five long minutes later, they were finally ready. Mom pulled them out of the oven, frosted them, then made me wait until they cooled off. After five more excruciating minutes, they were cooled enough to eat. I ran into the kitchen, grabbed a plate, threw a cupcake on it, then… it happened.

    I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. My cupcake slid off of my plate. It hit the floor and splattered everywhere. The hours of anticipation, all for nothing. My cupcake was brutally destroyed by the kitchen floor. Crumbs launched everywhere. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen. My heart was broken…

    Then I just grabbed another cupcake. Mom had made extra. Thanks for reading!

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