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Christmas Gift   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  It was the holiday season, and Christmas was fast approaching. With the twenty-fifth only a few days away there was no more time for procrastination. I decided to go to the mall in an attempt to complete all the Christmas shopping at once. While wandering around the uniquely decorated mall, I noticed a particular store that caught my attention. Pausing for a moment to stare into the window of the shop I came across the perfect gift for my father. Stepping inside I asked the shop keeper what the price would be if I purchased item on display in the window. The shop keeper, speaking with a thick Russian accent said â€Å"For you my boy the item is free.† Being Christmas, I did not want to press my good fortune, so I left the shop quickly as possible. As I got a farther away I could hear the shop clerk laughing manically. Hesitating for a moment I thought to myself â€Å"perhaps the old Russian shop keeper was insane, or rather that the holiday season was gett ing to himâ€Å". I did not give this matter of a â€Å" free present† another thought. Besides I had more shopping to do, so I braved the screaming kids, irritated parents and an assortment of mall rats to get the rest of the shopping done. I did the holiday gift buying in an hour or less. Deciding that my trip to the mall was over, I set off for home.   Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  Ã‚  When I arrived at home I ran straight to my room and found the wrapping paper and ribbons inside a huge bag. Realizing I needed tape to complete the task , I went looking for the remnants of the scotch tape I had thrown into the depths of the enormous bag the night before when I had helped wrap my mothers gifts to the family. As soon as I found it I went to work on the job of wrapping the gift. The gift wrapping took a while and several attempts to wrap the object since it was so oddly shaped. When I had finished, the present resembled a clump of wrapping paper more so than an actual Christmas gift. I was very proud of myself since my father would never be able to guess the contents of the box now. I stashed the gift away under our tree and left it there for what seemed like ages, although it was in reality only a couple of days.