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Leave the Last Cookie<br />
Emily- Austin, Texas<br />
One cookie left. Only one sweet, tantalizing, perfect cookie left.<br />
It’s the unspoken prize that everyone wants and no one will take. It would be so simple for me just <strong>to</strong><br />
grab it. I mean, it is barely three feet from the plate <strong>to</strong> my mouth. One tiny movement of my arm and I’ll<br />
be enjoying the gooey-goodness that only a chocolate-chip cookie can bring. I can see myself throwing<br />
all self-control <strong>to</strong> the wind and gleefully cramming that last precious cookie in<strong>to</strong> my face, my grunts of<br />
delight audible through the s<strong>to</strong>rm of crumbs flying from my mouth… but I leave the last cookie.<br />
I can’t pretend I haven’t noticed my friend’s furtive glances at the tempting treat. I can’t trick myself in<strong>to</strong><br />
believing that I, out of all these people, deserve this cookie any more than they do. So I leave the last<br />
cookie. After all, a cookie is simply food that will bring me momentary pleasure (alright, sheer delight,<br />
bliss, heaven!). But then it will pass through my body unnoticed leaving me with nothing but a little<br />
extra padding around the s<strong>to</strong>mach. On the other hand, leaving the cookie for someone else means much<br />
more. It is a gesture of humility, respect, and simple thanks.<br />
Sometimes I feel like everyone cares only for themselves, racing through life with their heads down and<br />
eyes averted, worrying about nothing more than their own desires and goals. I get caught up in this<br />
selfish race <strong>to</strong>o easily. I won’t be taken advantage of! I need <strong>to</strong> take the last cookie! Why should I show<br />
kindness when I know for a fact that it will only be exploited by the self-centered people around me?<br />
Why would I ever step back and let my competi<strong>to</strong>rs have what is rightfully mine?<br />
However, the simplest things can snap me back <strong>to</strong> reality — a homemade gift from a friend with a hectic<br />
schedule, or a stranger who goes out of her way <strong>to</strong> compliment my new skirt. All it takes is one kind<br />
gesture for me <strong>to</strong> realize that this egocentric competition is all in my head and incredibly enough I am<br />
still losing.<br />
I leave the last cookie because I know everyone deserves it. I leave the last cookie for the stranger who<br />
complimented my skirt. I leave the last cookie for my best friend who <strong>to</strong>ok the time <strong>to</strong> show that she<br />
cared. I leave the last cookie for my worst enemy because they have taught me what it is <strong>to</strong> feel hate<br />
and thereby made me appreciate love all the more. I leave the last cookie out of thanks <strong>to</strong> everyone<br />
who has made me cry tears of laughter, tears of grief, tears of joy, and tears of anger. I leave the last<br />
cookie <strong>to</strong> show that I am humbled by the people around me whose lives have inevitably shaped mine. I<br />
leave the last cookie knowing that by doing so I have made myself worthy, and someday someone will<br />
leave the last cookie for me.<br />
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