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...se I had ever seen. I could not believe my parents had gotten it for me. I still felt guilty for opening it early though. I did not know what to do. Should i tell my beloved mother or just hide it from my much loved father. I was like a deer in headlights. Which way should I go. My conscious, superego, and ego were in a war. I could not escape. I did not want to tell my parents because I knew they would get mad and might forget about giving me the purse and that would be so uncredubly awful and terrible. But I finally decided to listen to conscious and tell my parents. At first they were mad but then they decided that they would still give it to their pretty daughter. I was so excited because that was probably the best day of my life. I know it is not mu...