Dear Santa,
I know that I'm a little late. You have already come and gone, and by now you are probably sitting on your chair, reading your newspaper while waiting for Mama Clause to serve you some nice big dinner, and receiving a good foot massage from one of your elfs.
I haven't written to you in a while. I think I was nine last time we spoke, so I think you don't remember me very well. I was that weird looking little brazilian girl who wanted disc mans, bratz dolls, and those toys that most kids want. Not enough descriptions? How about that one time I wrote to you wanting some 90's Barbie doll and asked you too please help my mom and father in case they needed (although at that point, I didn't know they needed anything. I just wanted them to be happy). Remember now? Yeah, it's me. I know I grew up, and I'm not supposed to write to you anymore, but I'm still a kid inside.
Sir, all I want for christmas this year is to have a nice end of the year. The year is almost over (1 week!!!), and soon it will be 2012. All I'm asking is for an end of the year perfect, as perfect as 2011 was for me. Do you think you could do that for me? Just one week of pure bliss to help end this wonderful wonderful year. I've been a very good girl this year (well.. most of the time), so I'm counting on you. I know you won't let me down :)
Much love,
Carolina.