I couldn't believe my dad sent me to my aunts' house. He's always working and all, but still why didn't he send me to mom? My aunts are supper weird. And by weird i mean that they have all those weird and old stuff all over their house. By the way, they live in the oldest house on the street that a little reminds of a castle. I love my aunts, but some times I just have enough of their weirdness.
"Good morning."
"Good morning and happy birthday!"- both Hilda and Zelda said turning around holding a box that was wrapped in blue with white polka dots and had a white ribbon on top. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, it's my sixteenth birthday. They always got me cool but wierd things for my birthday.
"Here open it."
" A pot?"- I said unwrapping the present and taking out a small black pot. I knew my aunts were weird, but not this weird....All Rights Reserved