was once an ordinary boy who went to class every day with his mom. One afternoon after school, he noticed a window where he was exposed a huge chocolate cake. Stuck his nose to the glass that separated him from that spongy, dark wonder and gawk for a few seconds. He pulled the sleeve of his mother and asked to be bought, but she denied it, saying that sweets let him blind, so that our little had to give up his sweet dream. Every afternoon passed by that window and could not help but turn their eyes to him. Every day a new one that a mysterious pastry prepared with loving care in the morning to impress our child star. Some days it was larger than others. O had more whites than black. Or almonds. He does not matter, was as tasty as the first day he set his sights on.
Days, weeks, months, going through the same window, and still could not afford. Finally, one evening his grandmother gave him some money and decided to enter the bakery.
I had it in his hands. Finally. Finally know now what he knew. He had imagined smell, touch, taste for so long that he could scarcely bear the thought that soon all your doubts and dispel the mystery would end.
decided to keep it for another special occasion. When finishing your homework or help your mom with dinner, when it made the bed, as a reward. Time passed and did not find that special moment that was waiting. Nothing seemed good enough. Finally, one evening he met a girl so sweet and special to him. Thought it was a very nice gesture to give this cake that meant so much to him. They had stayed at home, and finally, he pulled the plastic pastry that enveloped him.
Horrified, she screamed and jumped off the couch. He was left alone on the carpet while small worms slowly ran over her body, crying and shivering.
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