My mother asked me what I wanted for my birthday because I never was the type to ask or look for anyone to give me gifts or anything of that nature.
I officially stopped celebrating my birthday when I was twelve, though, I still acknowledge the day in which I was born.
However, I told my mother what would be a lovely present for me, although I don’t want to get one right now, is a cute and adorable little puppy.
I’ll get one eventually.
