jjpadinske
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I was eight years old, and my family opens gifts one at a time so everyone can see what eachother gets from Santa, at least thats what my mom told me at the time, ironically she told me I should never lie to people after I found out there was no Santa Claus which she lied about for many years but I digress. So I pick up a big package and shake it(this will probably get me disqualified but thats what she said!), and nothing moves so I tear it open. I was so happy at the sight of 24 cans of tuna cat food. I ran up to my mom and kissed her, and said Santa got me cat food! I was so happy! My older brothers started to laugh along with my mom because their goal of getting me cat food was to hint that they also got me a cat. I was to happy to just get cat food that I did not even think about that(maybe I belong in District 9). My last present they brought out a cage with my black/white cat named Oreo who I loved but 4 years later he died of kidney cancer. It was sad....I really should make up a new ending to this story.