I Was

November 17, 2016
By , Seattle, WA

I was
seven years
old I learned that
I had a love for
being surrounded by
those who made me happy.
I would bake with my grandma and
tried to always be adventurous.
I longed for it to be never ending.
All I wanted was the moment to last.
My cousins would run in and exclaim
that the whole house smelled so good.
They were not very patient
but it never bothered
my grandma or I
because it felt
so good to
make them

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