EN 111 Prompt 11 – Watch the trailer for “Elf” and “Elf recut as a Thriller.” Write about a really joyful experience as though it were the worst thing ever.
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I never got what I asked for. When I visited that fake fat guy in the red suit at the downtown Herpolsheimer’s, he didn’t even recognize my brother and me from our visit last year. We took a photo of us sitting on his lap anyway. I could smell his stinky whiskey breath so I leaned too far to escape the smell and I promptly fell off his knee, while grasping for his beard.
I still asked for a bike. Blue, white banana seat, and handle streamers with the sparkly handlebar grips. No, I didn’t know how to ride yet but how else was I going to learn? I was already 7!
I didn’t get the blue bike from Herp’s Santa.
But that summer, my dad stopped by and brought me a bike. I was so mad that I rode that damn thing all day until sunset. I fell off and got mad. I got up and tried again and again until finally, through tears and dirty, dusty clothes, I rode all the way up to the corner. I was so mad that I learned how to ride all by myself, I went home and cried myself to sleep.
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