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<blockquote data-quote="rudayas" data-source="post: 3745030" data-attributes="member: 27455"><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">remaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">When I saw all the people there, I started to complain tomyself,"It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year.How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it..."</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really pla ywith such expensive toys.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who was this doll for. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him, "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?"</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">The old lady replied, "You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear."</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who did he want to give this doll to.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">"It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">I replied to him that may be Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">"No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there."</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">His eyes were so sad while saying this.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">"My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister."</span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen"><span style="font-size: 15px">My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket."</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="rudayas, post: 3745030, member: 27455"] [COLOR="YellowGreen"][SIZE="4"]On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy the remaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier. When I saw all the people there, I started to complain tomyself,"It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go. Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year.How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it..." Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really pla ywith such expensive toys. While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who was this doll for. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him, "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?" The old lady replied, "You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear." Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who did he want to give this doll to. "It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her." I replied to him that may be Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there." His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister." My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, "I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket."[/SIZE][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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