I Get the Bag

I can not take out the bag. I'm blaming Pierre - he and his horror story. This package is not special, it's just a big brown bag ... in addition to the size and fact that Frida never gave up, it is not noticeable. Oh God! Why can not the woman leave her bag for only ten minutes alone? What is she putting in her bag, can she not leave alone or even go to the toilet? This made me mad. Crazy Frieda ... And stupid Pierre ... sometimes I think I can make a good impact on him. Hermaph! What am I mocking? can not. This will hurt him. Or ... Baca Pierre ... and bags. I also asked Frida, she had a bag, and you know what she said, it was just something. Then she left

Embarrassingly, my mother always keeps the bag aside, some bags are stacked on top of the other bags, and the other bags (very good ones) are always behind. I sometimes see a corner of the box, but in most cases I only remember seeing more of the bag itself. Furthermore, my age is close enough to my sister, so something I have seen is rare for me. I lived the next week and I spent knowing what I did. I feel guilty from the bottom of my heart until Christmas comes. This is one of the last gifts I opened - and merciful - Jennifer tried on the clothes she got downstairs. I tried my best to be surprised and rejoice, and went downstairs to thank her.