Autobiography - It was a cold morning on Christmas Day. I woke up to the sound of rain pattering on the conservatory roof.

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        It was a cold morning on Christmas Day. I woke up to the sound of rain pattering on the conservatory roof.

        I was 12 years old at the time, my parents must have been really tired of my constant nagging and begging. I didn’t just beg my dad when he was around; I made posters, sticking them on the inside of the wardrobe doors, under their bedcovers and in his briefcase. My behavior over that month was to do with the present I would have liked to get that Christmas-a rabbit.

        I had seen this rabbit at ‘Millbrook Animal Center’ about the end of November and ever since that day that was all I talked about. He was he most gorgeous colour of gold I have ever seen, especially for a rabbit, and also was the friendliest when you went over o the cage. I made my mum and dad take me on every spare day I had, just to make sure they knew I really wanted him!

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        Anyway Christmas Day came and in the special moment when you realise you have presents waiting for you downstairs, the first thought that crossed my mind was the rabbit.

        I could hear movement downstairs. Thoughts and questions raced through my mind. Was that my mum putting the rabbit somewhere making sure he was safe? All the questions were to do with this special rabbit. By the time I had woken my brother up, the moving downstairs had stopped and was now in my parents room. Together we all went downstairs into the warmth of the fire and comfort of having ...

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