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day 17

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monday, december 17th 2018
6:38pm
ellas pov

"holy christmas shopping." i told my mom as we entered a store. there was christmas stuff everywhere!

"they must love the holiday season." she replied.

"no, from what i see they hate it." i said sarcastically. my mom let out a small chuckle.

"very funny ella. let's hurry in here so we can make it to different stores." she said. "we don't have to buy for many people, unless you want to buy something for someone."

"i do actually. i want to buy something for corbyn." i told my mom as she grabbed a cart from the cart rack.

"corbyn? what does he like?" she asked.

"uh, music? sweatshirts, food, movies. that's all i got from the top of my head." i replied.

"text him and see what he likes." my mom told me. i pulled out my phone, found corbyns contact, and clicked on it.

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PERFECTION 🌻✨
hey what do you like

CORBYN 💛😍
music, sweatshirts, food, movies, etc.

PERFECTION 🌻✨
wow i called it

PERFECTION 🌻✨
what do you want for christmas?

CORBYN 💛😍
a guitar would be nice. i don't think anyone will get one for me but

PERFECTION 🌻✨
ok thanks

CORBYN 💛😍
how come?

PERFECTION 🌻✨
i was just curious

CORBYN 💛😍
oh ok

PERFECTION 🌻✨
well i gotta go, ttyl

CORBYN 💛😍
bye!!

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"a guitar." i said looking at my mom. she raised an eyebrow at me.

"a guitar? like a real one?" she asked.

"well obviously a real one. do you think we can get him one?" i asked. she sighed.

"i'm not sure ella, that's kinda a big present." she said.

"mom please. he's done so much for me!" i begged.

"ella." she stated.

"mom." i replied.

"fine." she said. my face lit up with excitement and happiness.

"oh thank you!!" i pleaded. she laughed at me and i laughed with her.

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7:53pm

my mom and i walked into the local music store looking to find a guitar for corbyn. i know it's a bit of a big stretch, but it will mean a lot to him.

"let's ask where the guitars are." my mom said without even trying to look around. i shrugged in agreement as we walked to a store attendant. after we talked to an attendant we were led to he back of the store where all types of guitars were found.

"oh gosh, which one should we get?" i asked.

"what type does he want?" she asked.i but my lit and shrugged my shoulder.

"let's just get him an acoustic guitar. i assume he'd want that." i said as my eyes began to scan the shelves looking for one.

"okay, i trust you." she sighed. in about 10 minutes, we were able to find a nice guitar with a somewhat reasonable price. after we paid for it we walked to the car and got in.

"christmas shopping, check." my mom said buckling her seat belt.

"you could say that again." i said tiredly.

"you ready to go home?" she asked.

"yes, i miss my bed." i sarcastically said. she laughed as we pulled out of the parking lot.

corbyns going to be so happy.

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