Sugar Coated Spectre
There is a ghost that occasionally haunts my mind and it has done so today. It's barley one thread among my tapestry nay my crazy quilt of memories. It does not visit me often but it's done so today and still is even now. The phantom in question just refuses to be excorcised.
This memory though small and briefe can still be painful. So one minute I'm minding my business and the next I remember it, the birthday cake.
It was large and rectangular and dang delicious. My sister had painstakingly frosted the top of that celebratory pastry as was tradition in those sweet juvenile days when I'd have themed birthdays!
All of this has come to my mind all day long. I also remember my birthday that year was the only time I got to eat it.
The cake was massive and there were plenty of leftovers. Unfortunately this all occurred when my mom went on some half crazed health kick that even drove a wedge between her and my father( over pizza). I still carry those ghosts in my mind's graveyard they pop out to haunt me now and again as they are today, right now!
My mom tossed out those left over slices of cake. Never again did I feast on them. She asked me first and I told her what I knew she wanted to hear. No I wasn't actually fine with it. IT MY BIRTHDAY CAKE!
I don't normally condemn people to the Abyss but if I had too it would be all those television doctors my mom watched I blame them for setting this in motion.
That's how a birthday cake can leave a scar burned into the psyche. That's how a scar festers and the mind becomes a haunt for a ghost of the past. The memory will pass but for now I must bare it!