Over Christmas vacation I did many things but I am only going to tell you one. It happened on Christmas. My sister Taylor got me an Air Hogs helicopter so I charged it up right away. When I figured out how to use it I made it fly all over the house. When I flew it over the sink, it hit the ceiling and it tumbled down. On the way down, it hit my mom's favorite angel statue and it broke. She was mad at me because it was very expensive, or so she said. She said I had to put it away, but of course I didn't. Ten minutes after I broke the angel, I was hovering in the living room when I hit the ceiling again. You guessed it, I crashed again, but this time I narrowly missed my little cousin's head. I figured I would get in tons of trouble but everybody just laughed, including the kid. I figured I could keep on flying it for a while, but I had to stop after I almost hit my sister's head. She got really mad at me and she yelled at me.
That is one of my favorite memories of this Christmas. I hoped you enjoyed it.
