Me and my happy family.

Christmas.

I thought the day was going to be good! I was wrong, I woke up to walk into the living room, to see my dad and mum and siblings talking. I sat down and ask What's going on. Dad said "We couldn't get you guys any presents, me and your mum had to spend it all on the bills". I was fine with that. But Alicia and Cameron, not that much. They ran into their rooms and cried the whole day. We really were into some big troubles. My dad admitted that it was his fault, but I didn't care who's fault it was. I wanted to have a good Christmas. With or without presents. But my siblings hated Christmas without presents. I gave them their 2 favorite things from my room and they then felt happier. At school I got bullied, because I didn't have pretty clothes (which the bullies insisted i needed). But I always ignored them and carried on my day as happy as ever before. each day gets better. So that morning, I made tea for my family, because, my mum was busy emailing her friend about her feelings (which is understandable). My dad was trying to apply for a job (as normal) My siblings I let just play around, I felt like I owed my family something for once. So I made tea. When it was done, I offered everyone a drink and all that, we all had baths, and it was then bed time. I got tucked in, so did Alicia and Cameron. But I couldn't get to sleep, I heard my mum typing away, and my dad swearing in stress.

I finally dropped to sleep.