Ice Cream
There was nothing special about me. I did not have much to tell you except the fact that I am a thirteen year-old boy who was crazy about ice cream. Yes. I liked ice cream very much. Chocolate, strawberry, vanilla, any tastes of ice cream that I could find in the small town I was living in. I’d like to eat ice cream in any kind of seasons; raining or shining, it had no difference for me. Shortly, I was an ice cream boy, just like what my friends called me.
At first my mom prohibited me consuming ice cream too much. “It is not good for your health, “She said. But you see, I could not help myself to stop eating ice cream. I did not waste another minute as I saw the sweet melted frozen cream was served in front of me. I would definitely enjoy it right away.
As every teenager in this town, I w...
