Got Caught with Cookies

I couldn't resist them anymore. I knew they were off-limits and kept upstairs in a locked cupboard, the ones Mommy had bought especially for Daddy’s birthday next week. But today, just this once, when she wasn’t around, I climbed up on the stool and took a few bites. The chocolate chips melted in my mouth like it was forbidden candy from a secret stash. Now I'm up here hiding them under my pillow, knowing what will happen if Mommy finds out. She’s always so strict about these rules, but sometimes I can’t help myself. There's a part of me that wants to be told off and reminded how naughty I've been.