My obsession with Baby-G watches.

 I wanted it more than anything. I love it. Most of my friends had one, but my parents couldn’t afford it because at that time was very expensive.

In Uruguay there’s a holiday called Children Day. On those days, parents give presents to their children.

When children days came, I wasn’t sure what my present would be, so I asked them. They told me lies because every time I asked they changed the present. I was very mad at them. I thought that they were unfair.

The time to open our presents came. I was confused, and at the same time, mad. My parents gave me a little bag. When I opened it I saw a box and I grabbed it. I started to take the wrapping paper off and on the little box it said “Baby-G”, my heart started beating very fast and my face changed from being sad to being VERY happy. I almost started crying. My happiness was bigger than you can imagine. I couldn’t believe it.

I love my watch. It is precious to me. I take care of it with my own life. I have emotional feelings towards it.     

Here it goes my confession: I love my Baby-G watch (believe me) I have an obsession with it.

                           

Because it was hurting my wrist, my parents told me to take it off. When I couldn’t wear it, I almost died of despair.