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I could barely stand or open my eyes when I woke up on my birthday. I wished I could sleep forever but it was my birthday and there was a lot to do. I walked down the stairs in my pajamas after washing my face, brushing my teeth and combing my hair.
I could already smell the cookies, cakes and sweets that Sam was making. Everything that she made smelled amazing. Even if it was something I hated. Her hands were magical. Beyond amazing. Everything that she did was perfect and delicious.
I was dying to run to the kitchen and grab one of everything but when I saw the huge boxes in front of the fireplace I stopped. Three packages. One was literally huge. So huge that I could fit into it or make a tiny house out of it. The other one was also big but a little smaller than it and the last
