July 7th 2016,
It all happened at the sound of a balloon popping. It was fast and unexpected. The next thing I know I have cake all over my face. My brother had shoved my head into my birthday cake. Classic. To be fair, I've done that to him for the past 8 years on his birthday, it was almost like my gift to him. Everyone was laughing as I licked the cake off my face. Luckily my mom was prepared for this and had another cake made. You go mom!
Let me catch you up on who I am. My name is May Fryp, I'm 17 years old and today is my birthday. I have a brother named Mayson. Yes, we are twins. His birthday was yesterday so now it's my turn. My parents are divorced and I live full time with my mom. None of us know where our dad is, and none of us care. He cour be dead for all I know. Anyyyywaayyy.. Let me get back to my story.
My mom had her hello kitty gloves on and was carrying the chocolate cake into the dinning room. I clapped my hands, elighted. I stared at the flames of the candles. There was something about the flame that was... Compelling. The light almost seemed to dance. It was as if even though they were about to die and turn into air, they were celebrating. I closed my eyes and thought. I thought hard about what I would wish for. Then, without thinking, my brain wished for a teddy bear. WHY DOES THAT ALWAYS HAPPEN. I blame the barensteen Bears. I remember one episode she wished for a teddy bear. Screw you sister Bear!
Mayson noticed my temper rising. "You wished for a Teddy again didn't you" He said.
"Shut up."
All three of us ate our cake went to bed, fat and full.