Chocolate Chip Cookies

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This story started a few years ago when I was watching my mom cook. It always smelled like chocolate chip cookies, cake, or something sweet. But I always imagined cookies in my head because those were my favorite. Then my mom dropped the pan on the counter and she asked "Want a cookie?" I was like "yea." She grabbed a hot cookie from the tray and handed it to me. I was really excited because I've never had a cookie before. I went to bite it "HOT!" I scream. I went for another bite and it was astonishing. Bite after bite I ate the whole cookie. I went to ask for another but she turned me down. She said "You can have one later. " I was happy with that. But then I waited and waited and I was growing way inpatient. When I saw my mom pull another batch out I didn't even ask I reached out and stole a cookie from the counter. I screamed "Ow!" Because the cookie was extremely hot. This batch tasted really sweet and it was really good still. These cookies are the best thing I've had. When she made another batch I touched it when it was hot and it was really mushy and gooey. …show more content…

It seemed so good and so long since I've had a cookie. My mom seemed like she was taunting me over there still making cookies and not letting me get another. I stole another and my mom didn't see me take it, I was like a ninja. I heard the doorbell ring "Doo de doo doo do de doo do." I jumped out of my seat and went flying over to the door to see who it was. It was my cousin

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