Happy Birthday!!!!

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"Happy Birthday to you!! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Monica!! Happy birthday to you!!" My friends and family sang. Surprisingly, they sang the song on key.

I giggled. I was super happy I was turning eleven.  I blew out the candles on the cake. The cake was a Harry Potter one. It had Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, Luna, Draco, Snape, and Voldemort on it. I was surprised they. Could fit all that on there. It was a pretty small cake.

I blew out the candles happily while everyone cheered. We were going to have cake then opened. Presents. "What did you wish for Monica?" My friend Kira asked. "I can't tell you or else it won't come true!" I told her. She smiled. "I'm going to keep.bugging you until you tell me!" She yelled at me. All my friends giggled.

I sighed. "Fine, I wished your some dolls..." Kira nodded. "I love dolls.." she said with a smile (That's gonna change real soon!! Mwahahaha!)

My mom. Handed me a knife to cut the cake. I took it and started to cut the cake. Real proud of myself. The cake was chocolate flavored. I LOVE chocolate. My mom finished cutting the cake for me while I got the plates.

I set down the plates on the table for my mom to put cake slices down. I went around asking people if they wanted a fork or a spoon. (Most of them wanted a fork.) I grabbed a plate and there utensil of there choice and gave it to them.

After we ate we we opened presents. Kira have an outfit and her twin sister Mira gave me a necklace and matching nail polish. "That must have been hard." I told Mira after opening her present. "What was hard?"
"Finding a necklace and nail polish the match." I told her. She nodded. "It also costed allot of money." She told me. "Most of it was mine..." She said sadly...

I jumped as I heard the door bell and a knocking. I looked over at my mom. She nodded and I stood up to get the door. I opened to door and saw no body. I looked down and saw a small box. I picked it up. I closed the door and walked over to my mom. "It has my name on it..." I wispered to her.

She nodded. She gave me the box and told be to open it.  As soon as I opened it, I wanted to close the box and throw it into a volcano. It was a doll. The thing u wished for, but, it was ugly. It was cracked and it's clothing was torn and has mud And dirt on it as if it had been rolling around on the ground. I faked a Smile. I decide to call her Mille. Ever since that day, my life was never the same again......

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