So this is the story about the cake!!
My mom Olivia coming in my room.
In the room.
Me with my blanket over my head
I asked her "why did you wake mee up!!!
But I knew it was important.
She told me "There is cake making downstairs!!
So...
I flew downstairs as fast as I could!!
It was a bumpy ride.
But I survived !!
The smell was so cake like...
i saw the nice looking cake.
Found the frosting!!
I sat down and waited.
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