Christmas memory

Hello,

Today I going to writte about a Christmas memory, I hope you fun.

When I was seven years old, I went out with my mother and my old sister Paloma to buy what we needed for our Christmas dinner. We had to go to many different stores to gather all the ingredients. 

It was an extremely hot day, as usual in December and, I was getting more and more excited and anxious for Christmas. As a kid, I was not interested at all on what we needed to buy, I just wanted to play.

When we were going out of the last store, my sister and I started to run and chase each other. Our mom told us to stop, but we were having fun, so we kept playing. Between all the people in the store, Paloma ran very fast and as I was trying to catch her, I didn’t look where I was going, and I tripped man’s foot. The last thing I saw before dashing my head against the floor was the costume of the man: he was dressed as Santa! I woke up few hours later, on my mom’s bed with scrapes all over my face and a sore feeling on my body. 

That Christmas I got a camera and I took many photos that day. In every one of them, my face is full of bruises and scratches. (look at the photo).

Xoxo

Sol