Daybook of our Misfits

DOUM7

December 24, Christmas Eve.

We're here at my grandparents house, celebrating the holiday. The house is so alive. The children's are running, the kitchen is busy, and Christmas songs are everywhere. I admire the well-decorated Christmas tree, under it was the presents. I looked some with my name on it.

I saw five. Strange. Usually, I get four, since my Mother has only two siblings.

I'll asked Mother later.

We are now enjoying our Noche Buena. I must say the dishes are extremely delicious. Laughter reigned the dining table.

It is now opening presents. My cousins are noisy and so excited but they are fun to watch.

I remembered the extra present I got. I faced Mother and asked her who gave me the present.

"Darling, Jace gave it. He handed it to me when you were busy packing." She answered with a smile.

I just gave her a sly smile as a response.

I opened all my presents, except one.