EllieInChainz
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- Today 11:32 AM
- Messages
- 405
- Age
- 32
- Pronouns
- She/Her
I dash to the kitchen,
What can I see?
Is that a wrapped box,
A present for me!
I eagerly grab it,
And sit on the floor,
My parents are watching,
Smiling by the door.
The paper is sparkly,
Unicorns and bows,
I don't really care though.
And rip into those.
Through wrapping and paper,
I rend and I tear,
Not really caring,
What it took to prepare!
I get to the box now,
A doll I don't have yet,
This can't be happening,
I wanted a tablet.
I stand, my face flushes,
I'm really quite mad,
This is my birthday,
I shouldn't be sad!
My face runs with tears,
A tantrum goes boom,
My father is yelling.
Go up to your room!!!
Sprawled on my bed now,
Behave like this never,
Or feel the cruel sting,
Of the worst birthday ever!
What can I see?
Is that a wrapped box,
A present for me!
I eagerly grab it,
And sit on the floor,
My parents are watching,
Smiling by the door.
The paper is sparkly,
Unicorns and bows,
I don't really care though.
And rip into those.
Through wrapping and paper,
I rend and I tear,
Not really caring,
What it took to prepare!
I get to the box now,
A doll I don't have yet,
This can't be happening,
I wanted a tablet.
I stand, my face flushes,
I'm really quite mad,
This is my birthday,
I shouldn't be sad!
My face runs with tears,
A tantrum goes boom,
My father is yelling.
Go up to your room!!!
Sprawled on my bed now,
Behave like this never,
Or feel the cruel sting,
Of the worst birthday ever!