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When young, I looked forward to my birthday all year. My friends and family made me feel like the most special person in world. The night before my birthday , my parents moved careful into my bedroom while I was sleeping. They hang balloons on my walls. When I woke up, I was always surprising!
Although my birthday was on a school day, I brought in treats to share with my teachers and classmates. While I was having my party at our house, my parents were made up lots of fun game to play. When I got old, my parents let my friends and I stay up all night watching movies and chatting.
The saddest day of the year for me was the day before my birthday, meaning I had to wait another whole year before it came again.