Stuck in my Neighbour s House VII
It was December 2003, back when I was still living with my parents in the house across the street from Kirsty's. I must have been nine or ten at the time, an age where most children would still believe in Santa Claus, but not me. I was only allowed one present from Santa each year, and in 2003 I asked for a Playstation 2. I had wanted a gaming console all year, and had been on my best behaviour every day in the hopes that I would be rewarded at Christmas. I wrote down 'Playstation 2'...