HI again, so, for all those who have read this far, I have a treat for you. Two stories, both with the same character and on the same day, but each has a different feeling to it. Comment on what you think the mood of both the stories are. Enjoy :)

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    The child opened his eyes to the sun shining through the apartment window. He jumped out of the old, dusty cot onto the cold wooden floors. Every step he took, the boards creaked beneath his feet. Peaking into the small living room, his mom and dad sat by the little fireplace, where a fire roared and danced happily. Underneath the short pin tree, which was decorated with popcorn strings and paper ornaments, sat a small present. The little boy hurried to the cardboard box and opened it, with his parents, in the warm and cozy room.

    The child opened his eyes to the sun shining through the apartment window. He slowly slid out of the new, clean sheets onto the cold wooden floors. Every step he took, the boards stayed firm beneath his feet. Peaking into the large living room, his mom and dad where nowhere to be seen, and the fireplace kindle a fire, which swayed sadly. Underneath the tall pine tree, which was decorated with tinsel and glass ornaments, sat many presents. The little boy dragged his feet to a well wrapped box and opened it, alone, in the cold and empty room.