Creative Writing: New York Cheesecake

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The warm lit room full of people’s chatter,but was sparsely filled with people inside the IHOP which contradicted the dark night of Dallas. My Mom, my two friends, Yenny and Ashley, and myself walked in stomachs growling at the scent of pancakes and all the delicious sides that came with it like bacon and eggs. That scent reminds me of how sore our legs and arms were including our throats that were aching from screaming loudly at the Verizon Theatre. Where we were enjoying one of our favorite bands who rarely came to America due to them being based overseas, so we were super exhilarated after seeing them it was like a dream come true. The smell of the Strawberry New York Cheesecake pancakes that I ate that came with mouthwatering chunks of

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