Quesadillas

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Have you ever received misfortune for not telling the truth about something you did? When I was little, I didn’t know what punishment felt like for the outcome of what my actions. I have always been a well mannered child who did not acquire trouble. But, there is one memory that I can recount where my actions caused me to expect a rebuke. When I was around seven to eight years of age, I lived alone with my mother, my sister had just graduated and moved out to start working. At the time, my mother also worked late at night and always returned home extremely exhausted, which resulted in her sleeping for most of the day. For most of the day, I was at school. When school ended, she would have to come get me and we would walk home, usually …show more content…

On this particular day, I wanted a quesadilla. Whenever I would ask for someone to make me one, they usually would just microwave shredded cheese between two tortillas. Now, I knew how to prepare the quesadilla and that to cook it I needed to microwave it. What I did not know is how long to cook it for. The only reason I even attempted to make the quesadilla was due to my mom had been asleep and I did not want to disturb her. So, I ultimately decided to cook it without her help. I placed the plate with the quesadilla into the microwave and set the time to about ten minutes, not knowing you only need to cook it for a minute or two. As I let it cook, I began to notice a burning smell and knew something was …show more content…

I panicked. I had no idea what to do and had become terrified that I would gain trouble. So, I found some oven mitts and took out the shattered plate with the burnt food still on it. I quickly ran to the sliding doors that led out to the tiny patio and threw the contents in my hands into the forest and prayed no one would find it. As I ran back in, I closed the screen door instead of the glass door so the house could air out before anyone noticed. I turned the stove fan and the ceiling fan on the to also help air out the room and used the oven mitts to frantically air out the kitchen. As soon as I felt it was safe to leave, I booked it outside so I could play and forget about what happened and delay any questions I might get

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