It all happened a Christmas Day’s Eve 10 years ago. It was like all the other years, my grandparents, my parents, my brothers and I were celebrating this magic night and while my brothers and I where opening the presents which were under the Christmas tree I realized that there was only one little present for me. As I am the oldest of my brothers, it was a really embarrassing situation and my parents started laughing. As I still believed in Father Christmas I started crying because I thought that my behavior was not good enough, and for this reason I only got one little present.
The situation was getting worse because I saw how my parents, my grandparents and my brothers were opening nice and big presents, and I only got a little book. It was a terrible situation for me and I was really angry. While we were eating our typical Christmas dinner, my father went to the kitchen and he hid my presents under the tree without making any noise and I didn’t realize it. As soon as we finished our dinner I saw my presents under the tree and I shouted “They are for me!”.
The situation was getting worse because I saw how my parents, my grandparents and my brothers were opening nice and big presents, and I only got a little book. It was a terrible situation for me and I was really angry. While we were eating our typical Christmas dinner, my father went to the kitchen and he hid my presents under the tree without making any noise and I didn’t realize it. As soon as we finished our dinner I saw my presents under the tree and I shouted “They are for me!”.
It was the best present I had ever had, it was a new bicycle with lots of extra tools. I was so happy that I walked out to the street and started riding it. I will never forget this bad situation for me and also the happiness I felt when I finally got my big present.
Spoiled kid ¬¬, a book is pretty nice as well :O! :D
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