Sierra's POV (12-year-old Sierra's POV)
Is there a thing in life where you can erase all the bad? Replace it with the good and be done with it?
A horrible, painful memory? A memory you remember and a memory you know.
I wish there were certain memories I didn't know about. Certain things can turn all the good things sour. Turn rotten under all of that madness and the exhaustion.
Bitter-sweet memories that spiral round and around.
"Mom, when we get home can you show me how to do those cookies you promised?" I ask as I flip through the magazine she gave me which tells me all about baking and how to create different designs for different cakes and pastries.
"Sweets, it's 10 p.m. on a Friday. I won't be teaching you anything until tomorrow" she laughs as she and Dad go back to discussing
