[ WP ] `` At my third birthday party the cake only had two candles . ''

I knew that all of these silly toys were just a sham to make me develop `` healthily.'' But this, this was pathetic. Ma propped me up in my throne, and presented the monstrosity of a cake. My mouth was watering, and I simply could n't wait to dig my hands into such a fine desert. But my keen eye caught the ever so slightest imperfection. Two candles? What? I looked at Ma in confusion, only to see a sobbing, broken mother behind the eyes of what seemed to be a perfectly fine person. It hit me. 
 
 This was all going too fast for them. At this point it had been 3 years since my exiting of the dark pit. My father, looking almost as though nothing was wrong, quickly sprinted over to the bathroom. As Sis and Ma started singing happy birthday, you could hear the faintest sobbing from the room over. Wow. I was really growing up too fast. My parents could n't accept that I was now a toddler and no longer an infant. BANG! I hear a loud pop from the other room. My mother rushed to the bathroom, with a pale and shallow face. Unable to escape from my tower, I could only comprehend the screams of terror my mother projected from the bathroom, and my sister screaming even louder, calling his name.
