Airsoft Gun Broken by Austin Trent

      One week before Christmas my Popsea asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I said, an airsoft gun. He said ok, so we went to the computer and ordered it and had it shipped. It came in and I asked if could look at it. He said, “Not till Christmas.”

So Christmas morning rolls around and I am so happy. I`m, downstairs looking at the presents and my grandparents come down and say, “The big present is for when your uncles get here.”

 I was unhappy, so I opened the other presents and it was the stuff I wanted. After opening the presents I went upstairs to get something to eat and I smelled the ginger bread. It was a sweet sugary smell and tasted like ginger, it was delicious. Eating the bread made me happy and I didn’t even remember that I hadn’t opened the gun yet.

 When my uncles and their families pulled up I remember getting like a thousand hugs from each and every one of them. Then they came inside, sat down, and turned on the football game. It was time for our special Christmas dinner. We always have ham, potatoes, green beans, strawberry jello salad, and a lot of desserts. After we ate it was the moment of truth. We sat down to open the presents, I grabbed the big one, ripped it open and looked in.  The gun was broken into a thousand pieces, I almost hit the ground crying. Then my Popsea walked over and said, “It`s all right I will buy you another one.”

The next day I woke up moaning and rolling out of bed, and Popsea said, “I ordered that airsoft gun and I also ordered another one that was on your wish list.” I was so happy I ran up and gave Pop`s a big hug and said, “I love you”.

A week later, when the guns arrived, Popsea and I took them out back and shot them at our targets. I guess it was worth the wait.