It was Christmas. Every year you played Secret Santa. 
The games goes like this: Somebody writes all the names down and fold the pieces of paper. Everyone pulls out one name and must read it, but not aloud. They will have to think about what that person likes and but them a gift. Then on the 25th it's Christmas! Everyone have to put it under the Christmas tree at their scheduled time. Everybody has to find their gift then guess who bought them the gift, if they got it right the person who bought the girft will have to pay a dollar, if not, they will have to wait 'till the end to find out who bought them the gift.

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It was your turn to guess during the Secret Santa game. You liked everybody sitting on the floor except one person.

You tried not to stare at tha one person and looked away. You guessed 2 times. 

They were both wrong. What would happen if the person you hate the most "accidently" picked your name?

It could've been the worst nightmare, but it wasn't. The hate grew to a huge love. 

The present was the most darling gift you ever had. It made your heart grew 10x as big as it beated for hm....