Magic Kings Day
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I awakened. There was a smell of a celebration just waiting to happen. As I leaped out of bed, I examined the clock; 6:30 A.M. I knew that if I waited long enough, I would only have to wake up my parents once. Magic Kings' day was in the air.
The clock tolled seven times; my parents had rested long enough. I was a bullet as I zoomed into my parent's fantastic room. I knew the faster I went, the faster I could explore the luxurious living room to behold the secrets hidden there. The patterned quilt of little gray flowers is one of the best I've ever seen...