The worst Christmas present that I ever got was when I was a little girl of about 11 or 12. My aunt, who had never had children of her own promised my brother and my cousin a nice trip and she took them on a weekend away to Washington DC. Just the three of them.

Me and my cousing Kristie wondered why she wouldn't take us or if "the girls" would get a weekend trip later. Well, we never did. Christmas day came along with MY present from her... a pair of socks and a jelly bracelet.