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Making My Own Iced Cream
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I feel like I’m just standing in line in front of an ice cream truck, waiting for my turn since my choice to make my own ice cream was taken from me long ago. Not everyone likes the cold chills iced screams give you , or the fats that clog up your heart and in which you cry over…
Iced creams only give joy to the eater, at some point, envy to the watcher but mostly anger and grief to the diabetic, sugar depraved viewers.
They keep on telling me to wait in line instead of making my own iced cream. Well guess what, While I’m standing here in this long, some what excitingly boring torture of a line. I am thinking up of recipes for my iced cream. I , am thinking up of different flavors for it and when I do and I get to buy the ingredients to make my own. I will make it, eat it and feel good from the coolness of it flowing through my veins, and finally be happy with the calm it sets me in.
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A/N: I wonder if anyone can reckon what this little piece is about..:)
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