The Girl Who Couldn't Stop Making Stupid Decisions

There once was a girl, about the age of 7, who started making bad decisions at the age of 5 and couldn't bring herself to stop. It had started with cutting her own hair, then jumping off the roof to see if she could fly, then trying to run a half marathon with the cast on her broken leg, then it was stealing the tuba from the school and getting caught because it's extremely difficult to hide a tuba from your parents under your pillow and one of the most recent bad decision was to try to survive in the wilderness for 10 days worrying her family sick and ending up getting an stomach flu from drinking questionable water. As she sat on her hospital bed looking out the window at the birds flying by she asked herself why she couldn't stop doing stupid things. Every time they bad decisions presented themselves to her they looked like a huge delicious cake. And she could never resist taking a bite. And then another and another, until she would reach the center of it which would be filled with rubble or sand. She just couldn't think that much ahead. Bad decisions were fun until they weren't. So why did she never learn from her mistakes? She was still alive wasn't she? Hadn't she made it through the terrible jump of the roof, hadn't her leg healed, hadn't she joyfully howled with the wolves in the woods? Maybe eventually eating the sand in the middle of the cake was worth the initial sweetness of it, she thought. The sun shined through the window and shone on her face. She closed her eyes and smiled. Maybe bad decisions was her thing. She'd gotten up enough times after falling over them to have confidence she could continue. Even if it was dumb.