Cliche Girl: for the last time, I just told you last time, why this story is childish. It is because it's a little girl of eleven years old who wrote it, so it's normal. As for my grammar, again, it's because I started to learn English two years ago all alone.

So please, stop saying it's childish and my grammar is bad because I'm doing what I can for the grammar and the story was witten by a kid so, yes, it is childish. I already changed a lot of thing in it and I don't want to change it any more. I want it to be like the original. (I'm not mad)

If you want something less childish I have other stories so, if you want me to post them, tell me. (I'm still thirteen so be patient with me, please)

Thank you.

Garfield POV:

It's Christmas! I love Christmas! You know why? Because it's a holiday you celebrate with all your loved ones. A holiday where you can make people happy. I love making people happy.

We decorated the entire house with Christmas decoration and even some mistletoes. All my friends are here and, I have to say, I never saw that much gifts under the same Christmas tree in my whole life.

I can feel the joy and the Christmas spirit emanating from my friends and family. But I know my poor Rae cries now and then, when she remembers her family banned her. But besides that, this Christmas is perfect.

We're sitting around the dinning table, eating the Christmas meal my mother made. There's everything you could dream for a Christmas dinner. But Vic is going to choke soon with all the turkey he's stuffing in his mouth.

"Gar, are you sure you don't want some turkey?"

Speaking of the devil. He watches me with a smirk, waiting for my answer. I try not to vomit, seeing his meat covered mouth.

"For the upteenth time, I won't touch your meat even if my life depended on it, murderer." I answer before taking a bite of my tofu-turkey.

There is everything you could dream of except the meat. The meat is in your nightmares. Well, it should.

"Aww, just a bite." insists Vic, waving his meat in front of me.

I scold and slap his hand away.

"Don't put your meat in front of my poor nose or I'll vomit."

Taking my treat seriously, he leaves me alone.

Later, after dinner, we sit around the tree, ready to open the gifts. I open them one by one, carefully, enthusiast. After a moment, everyone finished to open their gifts, chatting with each other. Well, everyone except Rae and me. I still have to open Raven's and Raven mine. Coincidence? I don't think so.

I chuckle. I love saying that even if it's just in my head.

I open my last gift eagerly. There is two things in it. One of them is a book called: "How to be the best dad ever". I grin. It's perfect for me.

The other one is... I gasp. It's an IPad! I take it carefully with tears in my eyes. I always wanted one. I turn towards Raven and say:

"Thank you so much honey."

I hug her tightly and she laughs softly.

"You're welcome."

I let her go and she takes my gift. She opens it curiously and gasps. She starts to cry. Oh no, she doesn't like it.

"You don't like it."

She hits the back of my head.

"Stop saying stupid things! I love it!"

"Really?" I ask flabbergasted.

"Yes." she answers, smiling.

I grin widely. I bought her a necklace with a golden chain, true gold thank you very much, with a half of a ying and yang for the pendent. One of the part is green with black paws on it. The other is purple with a black raven on it. I gave her the green one and have the purple one already on me. I put it around her neck for her. She starts crying, thanking me again. I smile. I'm glad she likes my gift that much.

After that, we put some music on, starting the party.

I love Christmas!

1 hour later

"Did you see Raven?" I ask to Kori and Dick.

"No, sorry." answers Dick.

I sigh and continue my researches. The last time I saw her, she was still laying on the sofa. She said she didn't want to reatrain me to have fun. Even if I told her I was having fun, she insisted and I drop it off. I danced for half a hour and, when I stopped, I couldn't find her. No one saw her and I'm seriously starting to worry.

I walk towards the first floor but I stop dead in my tracks.

She's there, at the end of the stairs of the first floor, laying unconscious.

"Raven!" I shout.

I run towards her and drop on the floor, next to her. I put two fingers on her throat to check her pulse.

Her heart is still beating.

I take my phone and call an ambulance, panicking. When I hang up, I call the others, more like screaming, and hug her against me. I stroke her hair gently and whisper softly in her ear:

"Don't worry Rae, I'm here. I won't leave you."

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And please no flames except if it's to help me. And don't say again it's childish I already explained why. Twice.