When I came to the one hundred twentieth page of a book, I saw a phone number…
Hi, my name is Sasha, and I am ten years old. It was a normal day for me until I wanted to be a bit naughty and open my Christmas present before Christmas. One of my presents was a notebook, and I liked it so much that I wanted to make it my diary. A few days passed by, and I started my diary journey. One night, as I was getting ready to sleep, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to write in my diary. When I was about to write about what had happened that day, I found a note that was left inside my diary. It said, “This is my phone number.” I was speechless. But then another note fell out; it was a cat’s photo. Then I realized the phone number was my dad’s, and I shouted, “YOU DUMMY” to myself because it was a surprise that my dad had made it for me, and the cat photo was there to say that we were adopting a cat. Now I realize why I only got one single present this Christmas.