I'll never forget my first Christmas at my grandma's house. There were people singing carols at the door, I felt thrilled and surprised because I didn't know it was supposed to be like that. And the night before, when Santa came, I felt nervous and worried... What if he decided I was a naughty boy ? What if he didn't get me what I wanted ? But everything went well, I felt so excited when I unwrapped my gifts !
And as everything good has come to an end, I felt so disappointed the day I had to come back home...
