#NostalgicVerse
Christmas morning, and I'm the first to wake up.
My father is snoring. I quietly sneak to the gifts and pick one to shake up.
I see one in a big rectangular box by the fire place.
Is it what I think it is? I was a good boy all year. I pleaded my case.
My mother and father were quietly watching and startled me.
I asked if I can open that one while hoping around extremely excitedly.
They both nodded and I began to unwrap the rectangular box.
It slowly began to display, "Nintendo", with Mario brother/Duck hunt with the fake glock.
My eyes opened wide and began to tear.
Those tears turned into a joyful cheer.
I hugged my parents, for I knew they had something to do with this.
I hugged them tight and gave them both a kiss.
The year was 1990 and it was the dream gift for any kid at that age.
If I could only have the TV for myself and put my sisters on a cage.
Ahh it's Christmas. No need for unnecessary rage.
I went back to my bed with the manual and game play book.
I could smell the slowly roasting turkey in the oven because my mom knew how to cook.
My mother would put the turkey in the oven on Christmas eve.
Slow cook it for hours. The smell made us all dribble and wipe our mouths with our sleeve.
I'll never forget that morning until I die.
My father and mother holding each other just happy to see me happy makes me cry.
To be honest....I thought I was gonna get wind pie..LOL


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