There was a new café that had opened up on Main Street. I didn't like coffee but I heard that they made some of the best cinnamon buns in town.
I loved cinnamon buns they were delicious and had a nice texture. Currently my family and I were in the car on our way to the café.
I looked around and noticed that a lot of my hometown had changed. The biggest change was that the (insert my town here) Bakery had closed permanently.
All of my cakes from my 4th-12th birthday had been made there. All nine of those cakes were delicious and made with passion.
If they were still open then I would've had a tenth birthday cake crafted my them. I sighed sadly as I went past the building.
My family and I had soon reached the café. We got out of the car and went into the café hoping for the best.
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Dreams
RandomThis book will be a collection of the dreams I have every night. I'm one of those people who can remember some of the dreams I had the night before. I thought it would be interesting to put it all into a book.
