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Last Christmas was the worst Christmas ever. All I wanted was a doll, shoes, dresses, a pony, a castle, and a little baby sister.
Not much, right? Well apparently Santa's elves couldn't fit it in his sleigh. I woke up Christmas morning and ran to the tree. To my surprise there was nothing.
Nothing but a rock. Now you tell me, what am I supposed to do with a rock. You want to hear my dad's idea? He said I should make it my pet.
A rock is the worst pet in the world. It doesn't move or eat or make noises. It just sits there. I asked my mom where my presents were but she says that I was on the naughty list. Me! I am a perfect angel so how could I be on the naughty list. Sure my brother calls me a brat and says I'm spoiled but he's just jealous.
But Christmas is almost here again and I still have that rock. I think Santa will be very surprised this year to find instead of milk and cookies, a rock. We'll see how he feels about a pet rock.
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- Title: My Worst Christmas
- Artist: Evelett
- Description: this is a story being told from a nine year old little girls point of view. this is 100% fiction.
- Date: 06/05/2009
- Tags: worstchristmas petrock bratygirl
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- StrikeFreedomX10 - 03/31/2010
- Lol Karma just bit Santa in the neck
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