Christmas morning is always so exciting. I slowly ease out of bed I want to my bathroom to find a scary monster on top of my head. I grab my brush and tame the beast. As I begin to walk towards the door, I get interrupted by loud elephants tromping down the hall to get to their presents. These elephants are also called my brothers, but don't get me wrong; I do love them very much. I proceeded to walk to my door where I shriek a little because it flings open in front of me. " oh, sorry, honey. I didn't mean to scare you, but your brothers almost came and jumped on you to wake you up. They want to open their presents." I totally agree with my mother at this very moment. It is so disturbing when all three of my brothers are squishing me underneath their bodies. "Why can't they?" I asked honestly confused. "Because I'm not going to start Christmas morning without you." She replies. "Oh, ok. Thanks. Shall we?" I asked just during towards the stairs. We begin to walk. "GO!" I hear Wyatt shout as we walked into the living room. Next thing I know, I'm on the ground with three boys sitting on me. " Why do we always meet like this, guys?" I ask sarcastically. "Because nothing says 'hello, my lovely sister' better than a dog pile!" He answers with a laugh. "Of course! How did I not figure it out on my own? OK! Let's open presents! Oh wait!" I say loudly. "Happy birthday, Jesus! Thank you for everything you've done for us!" I say without answering Waylon. We all walk over to the tree together and sit on the floor in front of it. "Ok, kids. Open your presents!" My mom says happily. Waylon, Wyatt, and Justin crawl under the tree like wild animals, but I, on the other hand, carefully search under the tree calmly. I stop searching after a few minutes of no luck, but instead I watch the boys open their gifts. They all are thanking my parents after each gift. Which there's a lot! They all seem so happy with what they got. "Come on, Sis; open yours!" My little brother, Justin, says. " I can't seem to find any." I reply. "What do you mean? I think I saw one in the corner." He says as he crawls underneath the tree once again. Sure enough he comes out with a pretty purple bow with the name "Sherry" on it. "Oh, thanks, buddy! I guess I didn't look hard enough." I say as he hands it to me. "Guess not." He replies. I stare at it for a few second wondering what's inside. "Come on! Hurry up!" Wyatt states eagerly. "Alright! Alright! Cool your jets, Pilot." I answer sarcastically. I start to carefully pull the paper off of the small box. I'm a little confused as to what's inside. "Awe! Thanks Mom and Dad! But... Um... What is it?" I ask. "Read the title, Goober." My dad chuckles. My mouth drops, almost to the floor. My eyes widen. I read it again just to make sure I read it correctly. "Seadoo Spark Owners Manual" was on this very book in my hands. "No way. Are you kidding me?" I look at my parents in suspense. "No we're not kidding you. It's outside." My dad says with a smile. "What is it!?" Wyatt asks. I am already outside before I can answer him. I nearly faint because of the beauty in front of me. It's a black and yellow Seadoo Spark 2015 model! I circle around the trailer admiring this wonderful object in front of me! "AHHHHHHH!" I am screaming so much the neighbors might be a little concerned. I dart back inside and jump on my parents and hug them. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I yell. "You're welcome, Sweetie!" My mom says excitedly. "WHAT IS IT!?!" My brothers ask simultaneously. " IT IS A JET SKI!!" I scream with the biggest smile on my face. "NO WAY!!" Waylon shouts. They all rush outside. I quickly follow. We are all circled around the Seadoo just staring. Sounds of excitement escaping at different times. Except for me. I am once again screaming my head off. My parents come outside and stand a few feet away from the jet ski. "Ok, boys. This is your sisters present. So, you must ask before you do anything with it. Understood?" My dad states. "Got it!" Justin and Waylon say together. Wyatt, on the other hand, is still looking at it probably deciding when he is going to take his girlfriend on it. "Understood, Wyatt?" My dad repeats himself. A look of defeat comes over his face. "Got it." He says dryly.
Phew! I don't want them on my baby without asking me. Thank you, Dad!
The boys all happily go back inside. Eager to use their new present. I can't wait until summer when I can use my present. But, until then we will store it with our boat at our friends dock.
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Hey guys! Sorry I'm not an experienced writer. I just do it for fun, so it's not the greatest. Hope you enjoyed it, though! Have a good day!
