Have you ever wanted something so badly that before the time comes to open your prize that you just couldn't wait and you opened it early. You can finally feel all the joy of having the thing you dreamed of, the thing you desired for in your hands. I did, and let me tell you that that was the worst thing I could have done. It is always best to wait until Christmas, especially when it comes to the famous toy called "Baby Talking Tattletail." I remember those scary five days before Christmas. I would recommend that all children who have the plan to be a rebel and open your presents early and in the night to listen and take what I say seriously. You don't want Mama to find you. You'll be in big trouble if you do.

December 20, 1998

5 days until the most greatest holiday ever. The time where family and friends gathered around to celebrate and most importantly: I get to open my gifts! But there was one thing that I wanted the most, Baby Talking Tattletail. I remembered the first time I saw the ad for the famous toy. Its tiny size and its child-like voice is so adorable that any child would want one. And according to mom one day when she came home from shopping, she saw so many parents lined up to get their hands on the toy for the Christmas sale on the Tattletail toy. But before I began the countdown on the last 5 days before Christmas, I saw my mom wrapping up gifts and putting them in the basement, but obviously I made sure that she couldn't see me. Now that I knew where the gifts were, I could easily sneak downstairs in the night and see if I got the toy I begged my mom for so long.

Waiting in the darkness of my room I lied in my bed and pretended to be asleep as I waited until my mom fell asleep. My patience was beginning to slowly fade the longer my mom was awake. Just as I was about to actually fall asleep, I heard my mom get in bed and eventually, she fell asleep. This was my only chance, and I wasn't going to waste it. Sneaking out of bed, I carefully made my way to the basement and snuck down the stairs. Thank God that they weren't like those creaky steps my friends have. I made my way downstairs and began to explore the massive basement in order to find the gift I desired so much. As I entered a nearby room, I saw the familiar pile of gifts sitting around a table. One in particular caught my eye, it was one that was sitting on the table. As I lifted the top of the gift box open, my eyes widened as I saw the gift I always wanted: Baby Tattletail.

Picking it up, I was caught offguard when the toy spoke to me. I wasn't the fact that it spoke, it was how LOUD it was. "Me love playt-time with you!" I heard its child-like voice say happily as its eyes looked at mine. Excitedly, but quietly, I jumped in joy knowing that my mom got me the gift. I wanted to hug her but I couldn't until Christmas otherwise I'd be in big trouble. My stomach began to growl, and since I was already up I might as well get a snack. As I began to go upstairs to get a snack, the Tattletail that I was carrying began to beep. "Give me a treat!" It said once. I looked at it and was about to open the fridge when it said much louder "Give me a treat!" I began to panic as it kept demanding a treat because the kitchen was right next to my mother's room. I managed to find the thing some food and fed it quickly. Once it was done eating, I saw that its fur was beginning to be tattered and ruffled. Sneaking over to the couch, I found a brush that i used for one of my other toys and began to brush the Tattletail, hearing cute little purrs escape its mouth.

As I got up from brushing the Tattletail and eating my snack, I heard it yawn loudly. "Me tired..." I heard it say. Getting up, I felt myself getting quite tired too, I quickly but quietly manged to get to the basement and found the box that I had unwrapped the Tattletail from. Putting it back in the box, I slipped the box into the gift box and closed the gift box and made sure it was exactly how it was when I found it to make sure that mother would not notice that I had opened it. I managed to get my way back upstairs and snuck by quietly. As I pressed my ear against mommy's door quietly, I was surprised that she was still asleep despite all the loud noise. Yawning quietly, I made my way to bed and got in and turned off the lights and closed my eyes.

4 More Days Until Christmas!