A BIRTHDAY

One of my seniors became twenty years old, so it's her birthday! We plotted to surprise her, and prepared. Some of our member made two wonderful cakes for her. We decorated and wrote messages on the cakes. Then we pretended to be usual with having crackers in our pockets. When she came into the club room and lights were turned out, we began to sing the birthday song. She must have been happy because she is loved by all of her club members. I think twenty-year-old person is no longer a child. I am still eighteen years old, but my birthday will come soon. I'm not happy because I want not to be an adult yet.