This morning, I remember, around 8:00, I heard banging and crashing as the Daniels family household emerged from their beds. But not the youngest member (that being me). After a few minutes of this, I heard, "Isn't Emily up?" "Where's Emily?" And I heard someone trying to listen into my room. They left me alone, and I properly awoke at 9:30 (the time I always get up in the holidays).
I came down with Penfold, my hamster, while everyone stared at me. I sat at the table, and put my over-exited ball of fluff there. I then opened his presents for him, and left him to play with it. Unfortunately, he seemed to take no interest in his 'edible wooden jungle-gym', and decided to run around on the table. While 'playing' with him, everyone was endeavouring to force me to open my presents, and I refused. I put Penfold in his ball, and watched him, and I was still being forced to open them. Penfold wet himself, and I had to put him back in his cage. But when I came downstairs again, I was ambushed, and taken to see one present outside (guess what it is). As I approached the kitchen, I saw out the window to large handlebars sticking up. I was then taken to the backdoor to take a closer look. As I guessed, it was a purple chopper bike. Mom then persuades me to go and ride it. I went outside. As soon as I stepped onto the cold patio, I, for the first time this winter, realised how cold it really was. Nevertheless, I rode the bike, and at the same time getting wet with dew. But I found a great delight in the horn. (Well, I would, wouldn't I?)
I came back in, and was ambushed yet again. Since I had seen one present, they seemed to think that I was OK seeing the rest of them. I had no choice but to go. One present was a mouse for my (this) computer. It was a cordless one, but I still haven't clicked to how it works. I only got one clothes-related item, and that was from...one of my aunts, and her tribe (family). They were a PINK scarf and PINK gloves. Shows how much they 'love' me. I even got some random sheep noughts and crosses. But there was one present which...I don't know...moved me? They say the smallest presents are usually the best, and maybe that was true. It was one of the smallest presents out of everyone's pile (ironically, my pile was also the smallest). I didn't know what it was, and I had no idea I get it. I opened it and it was a pile of bubblewrap. Then I realised that the present was INSIDE the bubblewrap, and so opened it. I slid the contents out, and there was 4 DangerMouse badges, including a copy of my missing one. In fact, there are only 4 in the complete set. My sister said that what I had there was probably the last complete set of DangerMouse badges in England. Wowzer... In case if you weren't wondering, they were: DM and Penfold together, DM's head, Penfold's head, and Greenback (boo, hiss). I lost a badge, but gained the whole set. I don't plan on wearing them, in case one was to be lost.
I was then again forced to do something. Get dressed. Today, instead of the usual grey and red, I wore black trousers and 'cloak' and grey shirt. I rather looked like Dib.
Exept I don't have those cool boots... Who doesn't love those boots!! They are so cool!!!!! Anyway, I rode my chopper to my Nan & Grandad's. Only, my brother took over most of the time. When we got there, it kinda seems they got more presents than me. But I don't really care, as I've said before, I hate Christmas (sorry, Xmas). Anyway, we were there for quite a while, and for once I endeavoured to join in with the conversations. I hear we're going back again later.
I don't know what else to say, so I close this. GOOOOODBYEEEEEEERRRRZZZZZZZZ.
# Bobbin slithered back into the shadows at 4:19 PM
