My diary

Day 7: So, the long-awaited day arrived,
my fine year's birthday.
It was a day with a very high emotional
load. I woke up early in the morning to
prepare the last retouch, as guests had to
arrive.
I was very busy trying to fulfill all my
desires and helping my mother to serve all
the guests to feel good.
I was impressed to see that everything
I bought was exactly what she wanted.
I never saw him so happy, and his joy
was my joy.
On the arrival of the cake I read the joy
in his eyes because all the attention was
upon him.
I was happy to see the tears of a child
who had filled his heart with joy.