Ice Cream is a true neutral emotion for me. I have happy memories that include it, but I also have terrible ones. I'll never forget the day my mom took me to Baskin Robins after our cat had died. We had 2 cats die within a few weeks of each other, and it was a horrible feeling for me to have at that young age. One had to be put down due to a tumor, and the other just went missing one day from the house. I could've been only 7 years old when my dad told me not to go into the laundry room, because of that awful smell coming from the dryer. That dryer... the opposite of getting colder and colder. I still can't tell what would've been a worse fate.