We started exchanging gifts. It was the thing I always look forward to in Christmas. I'm always excited to see what present I'm gonna get.
"Okay, first one," Mrs. Williams read the tag. "this is from Connor, to Clara."
Clara cooed. Mrs. Williams handed Clara the present. She unwrapped it and then revealed a red mug with painted words on it colored in white and saying: Mood: Coffee Clara
"I spent time in crafts on grade school." Dad said.
"Yeah, but you have a bad hand writing." Clara said. "No wonder where Elliot gets his."
"Hey!" I said. "Mine's understandable too."
"Barely." Alvin said. I playfully punched him in the shoulders and he rubbed it after. We bursted out laughing. I liked having little moments like this.
Then it goes on. Dad received a gift from me and Clara. Alvin received a gift from me and his parents and Dad. Mr and Mrs Williams received a gift from me and Alvin and Clara and Dad. Clara received a gift from me. I received a gift from Dad and Clara and Alvin and Mr and Mrs Williams.
Damn, I love Christmas.
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Elliot
Teen Fiction[Unedited] College freshman Elliot doesn't care much about the world. School, video games, smoking, skateboarding: his life revolves on those things only. He is put into a miserable episode when he had his break up with his girlfriend. But then he m...
