Sugar Coat It

No one can sugar coat my life. When I was 5 years old there was a big gas fire in the apartment building my mom, my sister, and I lived in. My mom came to wake my sister and I up, I could barely open my eye’s. And I refused to wake up. Then the smell of smoke came to my nostrils. I tried to escape my room, but by then the fire had surrounded me. The firemen later arrived, but it was to late, the fire had already taken its toll. And I would never be the same. Sugar Coat It The world around me is so beautiful. The trees gracefully swaying in the warm wind. Little girls giggling at each others secrets, couples having picnics in the park. Then there’s me, the misfit. I’m not beautiful, I just, don’t fit in. I didn’t tell her I was going to go to Jenna’s first, it isn’t like she would care. Not to mention it’s Jenna’s place, which is basically my second home. As I walked in to the sweet smell of molasses. Jenna is always bakes this time of year.

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No one can sugar coat my life. When I was 5 years old there was a big gas fire in the apartment building my mom, my sister, and I lived in. My mom came to wake my sister and I up, I could barely open my eye’s. And I refused to wake up. Then the smell of smoke came to my nostrils. I tried to escape my room, but by then the fire had surrounded me.  The firemen later arrived, but it was to  late, the fire had already taken its toll. And I would never be the same. 

 

 

Sugar Coat It

 

    The world around me is so beautiful. The trees gracefully swaying in the warm wind. Little girls giggling at each others secrets, couples having picnics in the park. Then there’s me, the misfit. I’m not beautiful,  I just, don’t fit in.    

 I didn’t tell her I was going to go to Jenna’s first, it isn’t like she would care. Not to mention it’s Jenna’s place, which is basically my second home.

 

    As I walked in to the sweet smell of molasses. Jenna is always baking during the Christmas season. “Hey Marie! What’s up? I’ll be done with the ginger molasses cookies in like, four minutes.” 

 

    Jenna handed me a warm cookie and a mug filled with her famous hot chocolate. “Come on, it’s bound to have been freezing out there.” I took a sip of her hot chocolate. It went slowly across my tongue and I could taste all of the chocolatey goodness inside of it, then it slipped down my throat and put a warming sensation inside of my stomach. 

    “Ho,Ho,Ho, is that Marie I hear?” 

    “Hi Mr. Graceffa,” Mr. Graceffa always overdid the whole Christmas thing. Especially with Jenna’s younger brothers. I always loved being at Jenna’s house.You could practically get lost in it. And It always smelled of something good, like molasses, or caramel. 

“I want a sugar coated life.”     

 

    “How come no one ever bothered to sugar coat my life?! Am I just some worthless pawn in someones little game? Why do the bad things have to happen to me? Why, why?”

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