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Christmas Crook

Last Christmas Eve, I met a man who was homeless, he was all alone. I made a serious mistake when I decided to let him stay in my home. My family and I woke up on Christmas morning and we were sad. We started crying because that man stole every present we had. We woke up to a tree with no presents under it. We were very angry and I damn nearly threw a fit. I called the police and two days later, the thief was caught. That crook begged me to drop the charges but I would not. After he stole our presents, he sold them and bought a lot of booze. My family cheered when he went to jail because it was excellent news. I tried to help my fellow man and you see what was done to me. Our Christmas was ruined but when he went to jail, we felt glee.

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