It’s my birthday. I wanted a game control. All I wanted, but my parents this whole year were mad at me. Maybe I pulled someone’s pant down and got suspended and caused trouble I think they will still get it for me. I wake up in the morning and tip toe across the room for the presents. I open one. Empty. What a surprise! I thought my parents loved me. I thought they like me, maybe not. Then it hit me, I should’ve behaved better. All of a sudden i heard a noise “we should put the game console now.”