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Today is New Year's Eve, and I plan to stay up all night. Unless my cousin smacks me with a griddle, I'll be phenomenal.

On the dreadful walk to my Aunt and Uncle's house, I veered thickets as high as me, maybe even taller because of my abnormal shortness. Then also tripped into a furrow and my parents had to pull me out, when I spotted Kayla by the vending machine. What a pig. I promenade towards her, pursuiting her like a Samoyed chasing the wind. I feel the tension between me and the radiant candy bar wrapper that almost blinds me. I have to live with her and it gets eaten...I realize my life is better...than an overpriced candy bar. I tripped upon my self at the doorway of their house. I see my Aunt Gigi and my Uncle Neil looking as stunned as ever, He hasn't seen me in months. I get up off the granite floor and promenade myself in .I jump onto the couch and jerk my body away fast. I see the neighbors cat that they agreed to watch for a couple of weeks while they were out of town. That treacherous wicked green stunning eyed creature hogging the bed with some crumbs of a lop of pizza that my Aunt and Uncle spoil the old tumbledown Mz. Twixy. Walking into the backyard i meet and greet with my favorite cousin, Emma. She's my age and I love to come over to her house. The last thing I need is her in the hospital with a boomerang sticking out of her...plus another science fair. I re-introduce myself. She hasn't seen me in a long time. The last time we met, she came and saw me run in a walk-a-thon, but I got disqualified. I forgot that the nimble event was on Sunday...not Saturday, so I went on Saturday and saw no one was there except for a grumpy old janitor cleaning the recreation center nearby. He also stricktly yelled at us and he sounded like a crazy drunk person and he pursuited us until we jumped back into our minivan and drove away like he was still chasing us. What do I know but, half the way back to our house he did. Chasing us but did not go all the way...a car came up behind him. He stopped, then got felled by a tree he spaz-like crashed into. He rolled down a hill and boy did it look painful...oh well. We walk through Aunt Gigi's garden full of tomatos, cucumbers, squash, peppers, and pumpkins. I admire the pumpkins especially. Considering that I just fell face-first into one, I think we're pretty tight. We play a couple games of volleyball over the brokendown neon yellow net. Hitting one after another, spiking the faded dirty white ball.Uncle Neil calls us out for lunch. Sub-Sandwiches...Mmm! Turkey, lettuce, tomato, all that stuff. I take one that has a yellow scrunchie on the toothpick, that almost pokes me in the eye. After lunch, we all kind of lay low. Watching TV and such. At 8:45 we all come to the living room, sitting in a circle to complete our family tradition. Every year we come to my Aunt and Uncles house. We do an annual tradition of sitting in a circle and going around saying what we want to accomplish next year. I don't share. My inner thoughts are very personal. Emma's birthday is in a few days, and she said what she wanted which is great. One pink colored laptop coming up...out of my money...but it's worth it for Emma. From 9:15 to 11:15 we all watch the music videos on the news channel...then for the the half hour we're all riled up. Just 15 more minutes untill 12:00! At 11: 55 I take a walk through the garden again. Alone, just to clear my thoughts. I giggle a little when I see the smashed pumpkin. I see an abnormally large root in front of me when I hear everyone shouting and screaming "Sam come quick!" following "5...4...3...". I start jogging over and BOOM! I trip on that root that I specifically pointed out for myself. Then screaming goes through my ears from the cold hard ground. I missed the final countdown and 12:00! I come back inside and stare at my mom's watch. 12:01. I feel like cursing to myself but I don't...waiting for later. We go back home and I go back into my room. Slam the door and go to sleep. I am done for about the rest of Winter Break. Spelling 3