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[uniqueclaire]

I'm home for Christmas break. We cut down our tree yesterday and put it up last night. We ate homemade vegetable soup and watched Christmas Vacation. This morning, when Ryan, Greta and I woke up, we saw all the broken ornaments on the table from where the tree fell. It makes me so angry. My favorite ornament broke. It was a snow scene that I painted for mom in 1998.

I had to finish one last assignment for finals week and email it in today. It was my poetry portfolio. I think I will post it here.