Cake

Today was Amy's birthday. I heard the party and the laughter and joy from the shed. I left the shed, so I would not get caught.
 I did my usual thing. I walked to the creek. The same one where I was unjustly bitten by ants. Those bastards. I sat underneath a tree. There are many trees out here. Amy's house is right at the edge of some woodlands.
After sitting underneath a tree and enjoying nature, I returned to the shed to find some slices of cake wrapped in plastic, on a paper plate. There was a note taped to it. It read "Some cake for you and your friends. Love, Amy" It was a very delicious cake.