I remeber last christmas eve, My little sister Sofie cryed to me because Santa didn't get her the puppy she wanted. Well, we all know "santa" isn't real So i felt horrible. My mom, couldn't afford the puppy. I could see the saddness in her eyes. I could tell she wanted to cry, So i sent Sofie to bed and comforted her. Eventuallly, she fell asleep. So i drove, 1 hour away. Got Sofie, a puppy and came home. I snoke the puppy threw the back door and went into the living room. I called my mom, and Sofie down like i was excited. I looked at Sofie, and said. " Sofie! Santa just gave me your present from him. He said that he was running late, and to tell you he was sorry." She looked at me with confusion, I took the puppy from behind my back, And Sofie's eye lit up like she had light balbs in them. Haha. My mom burst into tears, and said " See, Sofie. Santa did pull threw" She named the puppy, Ellie. And we've had her ever since. That christmas eve i was so proud of myself.
DistractedPenguin *