Sweet

I feel like child today, imagine I cried for a box of cinnamon rolls. Well I think it’s reasonable and perfectly understandable. A day ago my mom gave me a box of cinnamon rolls. I ate just about half a slice and shared the other half with my little sister. I don’t really eat a lot and my younger sister often tells me to limit my sweets since it can cause me diabetes. Yesterday I saw the box of cinnamon it was where it was when I left it and I was glad to see it untouched (that was what I thought since I never opened it)

I woke up early today since I have a dentist appointment. I was barely awake, when I saw my younger sister carrying the box of cinnamon. I can’t remember exactly what I told her but it was like “hey that’s my cinnamon” but she just ignored me. She probably thinks I was sleep talking. So when I got up, I was so hungry that I was frustrated to look for my cinnamon rollsL. My uncle told me my sister packed the cinnamon for school. She didn’t leave any slice of it for me. When I saw the empty box of MY cinnamon rolls I really got heart broken.

I cried after seeing it empty since I’m really grumpy in the morning. As the Filipino saying goes “Magloko ka na sa lasing wag lang sa bagong gising.” My dad told me that he’s going to buy me a box of cinnamon rolls after my dentist appointment, if and only if I hid it from my sistersJ. True enough after my dentist appointment I finally had what I was craving for. Now, this is my story of a sweet success.