I woke up on a cold December morning. I quickly woke my sisters and parents. As I walked down the stairs I grew anxious. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I mad a run for it. The lights on the tree sparkled and shimmered, I stared in awe as I looked at the mounds of presents. One by one I watched my family members open their presents. Once we were all finished I was happy but sad, because the only thing I really wanted, had not come. Once my mom said ” I guess thats everything” in a cold shaky sarcastic voice. My dad answered back ” not everything” once again in a sarcastic voice. He whistled and a puppy came running toward me.