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…but it was the wrong colour…

Today I was so exited. I was going to get a red Lamborghini for my birthday from my mum and dad. My mums favourite colour is red and my dads is green. They said they’d get me a red one but I don’t know with my parents because they sometimes get it wrong but iv got hope that they’d remember. They said it was coming today at 11 o’clock and the time is 10.45am so in 15 minutes the car will be coming. They came to the door and it was the wrong colour.