Reyes Magos' day.

It was a normal day for me, but no for my brother. At seven o'clock, he woke up and ran to the livingroom. He took a big box and throw it to me. Then, I woke up and ran around the house, trying to catch him. After of this, my father woke up very angry and forced us to go back to bed. At ten o'clock, my brother was running with his new skates, doing a lot of noise. Then, my neighbours came to my house for reprimand him. My father apologised and throw my brother to the street for play. Then, I went with my brother, because I was afraid of my father.
This day was a surprise for me, because I didn't ask anything, but my mother is my mother. She won't to change, and although I say that she buy anything, she always buy a thing.