I was in the 3rd grade. My mom being a single mother worked early in the morning to the evening and was never able to drop or pick me up from school so I would have to walk to and from school everyday. I would wait at school for a couple of hours till my other siblings got out of school and then we would all walk home together.

Once after school my sister came to get me and said “I’m stopping by the store and don’t ask me for anything!” It was so hot that day. As we are walking by the store she says “I’m going to get myself an ice-cream.” I felt kind of hurt so I decided not to wait for her at the store and to continue walking home.

About 3 minutes later I hear a loud scream.. I turn around and she say’s “OH MY GOSH! My whole ice cream fell off with nothing but the bottom tip of the cone!” I took one look at her, turned back around and smiled the whole way home.