Premade cupcakes. Photo by  Katelyn Avery.

Too much frosting is on top, but I’m not complaining. I can feel the sugar come into me. There’s definitely more sugar than when you make cupcakes from a box. Premade cupcakes. Sometimes you just need them.

It was my Dad’s birthday, back in mid-July, and I was under the impression that we weren’t going to have a family party. The kind where we eat cake together and wolf down pizza. Waking up that morning I believed we were just going to hang out at home together. Then I opened the fridge.

Inside the white rectangle was a clear container, hidden away in the back corner. Cupcakes were within my reach. Those bite size ones that everyone loves, but never buys until a special occasion occurs.

Premade cupcakes. Photo by Katelyn Avery.

I was able to eat them immediately. My Dad hadn’t bought them for himself, although he did have four. He can’t really eat sugary treats like this anymore, even if it’s a special occasion. They are hard to resist though, so I can’t blame him for having some.

My sister and Mom had their share, but I definitely had the most. I’m a bit of a cupcake hog. It’s a bad habit, and I should stop, but I’m not ready. Too many cupcakes are waiting for me.

– Katelyn Avery

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