How the Grinch Almost Stole My Christmas

During the holidays, Freud's theory came to mind when my mother told me the horrible news of Christmas this year. The bad news was that my grandfather decided to be a Grinch and have all of the parents only give there children two presents. In huge rage my Id came into play. All I could think in my head was I want more presents. All my other relatives were sneaking away later, while my grandparents took a nap, to open the rest of there presents in hiding. My parents on the other hand decided to stick to the rule. I had already given up my bedroom and my entire house so my 15 relatives could sleep there. I had to sleep on a tiny Styrofoam sheet on the back house's wood floor. Bummed about my Christmas, my Id was telling me to just go buy stuff for myself or disown my family and run away. After a long day of church the day before Christmas, we all went to rock and roll sushi. Amazed at how much fun we are having, my Id was tucked back into the back of my mind so I could enjoy the family. That night we all drank hot chocolate and watched Elf. During the whole night my conscious helped me to come out of this selfish state of being long enough to enjoy the holidays. The selfish little devil had been kicked of my shoulder. After all the Christmas celebration the next morning, I was satisfied with my two gifts. My subconscious made me come to the realization that the only gift I needed in the first place was my very large and loud family. My selfish thoughts were put aside by the angel on my shoulder, resulting in a exciting and cheerful Christmas holiday.