Christmas stuff
I bolted down the creaky second story stairs on Christmas morning to unlock the presents in the living room. Maneuvering through the dark and sinister hallows was like a blind man walking through a crowded street towards the main objective, sight. My first step into the living room I was caught by...
My father lurking In the black of night ready to bust someone at 12. 36 am he was as awake and ready as an owl. he wasn't disappointed, he wasn't angry. We all got together, through around some wrapping paper and unwrapped the fun.
there were many things to play with and wear. I even got an IPod and a fitness tracker, I was having fun for days