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Cookie essay

Writer's picture: Scarlet AkinScarlet Akin

One Sunday afternoon I woke up to the aroma of a sweet, buttery, warm, chocolate chip cookie. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. It tasted like sunshine and happiness. It smelled like warm melted chocolate and sugar. It felt like a soft warm blanket.


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