Stories by isisgen (1 matches)

The Gift of a Card

I'm eleven years old, and I like to make cards. I usually put a bracelet and drawing in the envelope along with the card, and hand it to someone.

I never hang around for people to say thank you, but sometimes my brother hides to watch their reactions. He tells me about them later.

The other day, I gave an old lady a card. Then I sat down to eat with my family. Well, she came over and gave my whole family a hug and kiss on the cheek! Before they had a chance to say "Hi" back, she sat herself down and made very friendly conversation.

I loved her. :)

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