To all the dog lovers out there who need a good                                  story

Ryan/dad   Susan/mom     Michael 7     Catherine/cat 11

"Michael!"I yelled from upstairs as Michael ran away with my diary as anger burst through me.This is how it happened....I was in the shower minding my one business when Michael my little maniac brother banged on the bathroom door and yelled "I have your diary i'm going to read page 69!"uh oh not page 69 not my diary I thought.As I heard him run down the stairs I jumped out of the shower put underwear on and wrapped a towel around my waist that's how it happened.Then.....    

"I will"- I started   to say angrily as I chased after Michael but before I could finish what I was saying mom walked through the door with a smile on her face...but her smile soon turned to a frown.

"Kids stop right now! And Michael please drop Catherine's  diary! Catherine get dressed"mom said angrily (I got dressed then went back downstairs)  I tried to keep a straight face to stop myself from looking so angry then Michael dropped my diary looking sad.I shook myself and smiled glad at Michael's defeat.

   "Kids dinners           ready."

As the family walked in the kitchen I got excited at seeing our Christmas eve dinner as we all sat down."for dinner I made sushi,fish,and chicken I also put out some fruit"dad beamed.I nibbled on my meal while Michael devoured his wanting to pick out a Christmas tree quicker.I changed again.

"Michael!" we all shouted together for a moment he looked at us confused then he said "why are you looking at me like that?"then he realized why "oh it was not me although I was----

     Michael's story        

Michael told his story and this is how it went:"I was walking by the kitchen and I heard a loud crunch and after that I heard a quiet thump and then dads humming so I think its dad"Michael finished then we all looked at dad suspiciously.

       Dad's story         

Dad's story went like this: "I did eat an apple but - I did not do the apple crime"  "I got hungry while I was grilling dinner I- oh it was me sorry"dad finished then we all started laughing. 

We walked through one of our living rooms with cups of hot chocolate and a key and then                         went in dads truck.

"what is this place we are going too called"asked Michael as we drove down the road in dads big red truck.Before mom could answer Michael screeched "This hot coco has no marshmallows"dad sighed then said "The place we are going to is called Mike's Trees and the place has a store we can get marshmallow when we get there before we get the tree" "okay" answered Michael.

When we got to Mike's Trees we parked next to a old rusty car and got out.When we got out of the truck dad walked up to the store while we waited for him by his truck.Dad came back out with a bag of marshmallow.