At first it is almost too hot, burning on enterance. a cool breese blows over to lessen the over powering heat. I can't, not yet, it's too soon. I sit there for unknown moments, stairing...should i try again, is it too soon still. once again the breese returns, whiping sweet aromas into the surounding air. that delightful smell. i inhale, then again. i bend down closer, to draw back from the heat. i stare, then begin to move it slowly around in hope of cooling it. finally i take in enough courage to try it. it tastes really good. i finish the soup with delay. "thanks mom, lunch was good"
what do you think????
did i trick you?!?? xp xp xp 4laugh
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I like sweet things, tv, music, friends, food(like most teens), and a random assortment of other things. my Journal will be about anything i can make my not-so-smart brain to come up with so bear with me it is terrible. thanks n_n!
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