T' was the night before Christmas and our home in Denver, Colorado was a wreck. Funny, you probably thought this was going to be a normal Christmas story; well nothing about my life is even close to normal. I am Anastasia Forte and this is my stupid Christmas essay you asked for because you thought I apparently had attitude problems. Over Christmas vacation I went to Paris for a family wedding/ family reunion. I know what you're thinking; stupid ungrateful child doesn't appreciate anything. That was exactly what you were thinking, right; see I know you Ms. Peanut or whatever your name is. Anyways, my family is originally from Paris and my cousin Flora was getting married to someone she probably met a week ago. Now before you get too excited let me tell you, my family is CRAZY. I mean the start food fights in the middle of a mall, swim in public fountains type of crazy. Yes, that is where I get the craziness from. We Forte's are spread all over the world spreading craziness and diabolically planning to rule the world. That was a joke. I think that none of us are evil masterminds yet. Well anyways I used to know French before I moved away because my dad had to steal 50 millionEuros from the Parisian bank (I'm joking really, please don't call the police) and now I only know how to say hi (Salut), Please pass the peas (Passez s'il vous plaît les petits pois), your cat's on fire (votre chat sur le feu) and I like cheese (J'aime le fromage). See, I'm teaching you things already, aren't I a smarticle.
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j'adore Paris (completed)
Teen FictionAnastasia Forte's family is crazy, and when she has to tolerate them for a week, in Paris for her cousin Flora's wedding, things go wrong. Will she survive, and will Flora get her happily ever after? Her experiences give her a essay, and us a whole...
