Well, I kept taking a cupcake even AFTER I turned eight, and every time I did I thought I was gonna get busted. Then this one time an alarm went off at the EXACT moment I bit into a strawberry frosted cupcake with sprinkles.
Looking back, I’m pretty sure what happened was that someone accidentally tripped the fire alarm or something, but I was convinced it was for me and that the cops were gonna swoop in and place me under arrest.
So I made a run for it. Luckily Mom found me a few streets away, because as far as I was