Monday, February 27, 2012

Showing vs. Telling

The breakfast was delicious

Waking up to the sun on a beautiful spring morning. The birds are chirping and my mother is calling my name. As I am walking down the steps, I smell homemade Belgium waffles and scrambled eggs. When I go to sit down at the table, my plate was already made. The white Victorian china plate was filled from rim to rim. Gasping as I go to take a bite of my hash browns that were steamy. I swear, it felt like I ate my whole plate within a few seconds. It filled me up for the rest of the day.

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