After the day of my birthday party, when I went back to school, I brought my leftover birthday cheesecake with me. My mom told me it was for my best friend who didn't have any yet. When it came to lunch, I stared at that cheesecake thinking: "I should give it to her." But upon further inspection, the urge to eat it grew bigger each time. So I ate it. Shame on me. Feeling bad about it afterwards, I confessed to my best friend about the sin I've committed that day.