On Christmas Day, at about 8 o’clock I rushed down stairs, ran into the living room, and! . . . . . . . . . Watched TV on the couch. How exciting! Spending Christmas on a couch. (To be honest it was enjoyable).
After I watched a few videos I saw Mum in the kitchen. “Merry Christmas Mum” I said in an average tone. “Merry Christmas Saem!” said Mum. Right when Mum said “Merry Christmas” I remembered how desperate I was to open my present, like every year.
“Hey Mum, can I open my present?” “No Saem. After breakfast.” I felt like my best friend just died. “Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?????????????!!!!!!!!!” I yelled in agony.
After breakfast, (bacon. Almost worth it. Almost) I RACED to the tree, and I mean RACED to the tree, practically screaming; “Can I open my present!!?” Mum sighed. “Okay. But only open one.” I grabbed my book eagerly. The only reason I was sure I had gotten a book was because the size, the feel, and the fact that I had asked Mum for the book; Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Double Down. I ripped it open and, sure enough it was a! . . . . Huh?
NINTENDO!!!??? WHaaaaaaaaat? I’d been wanting a Nintendo for AGES. The ultimate Christmas present! (For me anyway.) I said I would do anything for a Nintendo, but my Mum said no. What a surprise! I never thought this would happen ever! Yes! Yes! Yes! And it came with a POKEMON GAME!!! It was the newest Nintendo, newest game, and a happy me!
Best Christmas so far in the history of my life. Fact!
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