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Post  Arti Sat Feb 12, 2011 2:03 am

I know this isn't the site for it, but I just wanted to share my creation I'm pretty proud of.
It's not finished yet, but you can tell where it's headed.

The Ultimate Power

I'm just a normal 18 year old boy, I mean MAN, but something weird happened to me yesterday.

At school I was impatiently looking up at the clock every few minutes.
When the bell rang I rushed home hoping I could get my Birthday present early, or at least take a peek at where mom's hiding it.

Excited about my party I wasn't supposed to know about, I wasn't looking where I was going and took a nasty fall on the carpet.
Mom was in the kitchen and came in the dining room with a big grin when she heard me stumble in.

"You're home early," she said with a smile.
I quickly came up with an excuse why I wasn't with my friends today.
"There's a special Podcast on the Web today, and I didn't wanna miss the live feed."
"I think your sister is using your laptop right now and the PC has crashed, but as long as you're here, you can taste my New Years cookies and tell me what you think of them."

Mom's a pretty good baker, so I was hoping my cake would be as good as her cooking skills.
"Mmmm! Delicious."
Mom looked pleased.

"Hey mom, it's New Years Eve tonight, and you know what that means?!"
I was real excited about the following day, but mom looked a little sad.
"Sorry hun, your father can't make it tomorrow. He and the boys are snowed in up at the lodge and can't even go skiing this weekend!"

I know I was supposed to be sad about it, or at least upset, but I was thinking my plan is in motion already, and I can unwrap my gifts in private.
Dad always made a big fuss about my Birthday, giving me childish gifts and party favors, but I'm a man now, and I want to be treated like one!

Mom went back to work on her cookies, and I followed her loving that sweet cookie smell that filled the kitchen with mouth watering delight!

Author: Yes, all this innuendo is leading somewhere.


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Post  Arti Sun Feb 13, 2011 1:14 am

Don't worry, I'm stopping there.
Tell me how you like it so far.


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