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I tore away the pink and orange striped clothing of my sloppily wrapped present. removing the last of the paper, I revealed a clothing box. Exitment came over me, as I imagined the beautiful dress that I wanted. I opened the box, uncovering my gift. Was it the dress? No. It was an itchy sweater almost as ugly as the paper it was wrapped in.
"Wow,thanks, Aunt Catherine. This is just what I wanted!" I lied.
"Happy birthday, dearie!" she cried, giving me a big, wet kiss.
"How am I supposed to wear this!?" I said to myself in fron of the mirror, wearing the horrible sweater. It was bright, flourescent pink, with dots of every vile color on the planet. It was boxy, and itchy, and made me look fat. What will I ever do?
Then it hit me. I stuffed it into a bag, and sent it to a thrift store. "there must be SOMEONE that likes this sweater!" I thought, licking a stamp.
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