Woken up from a dark, excited sleep.Nothing made a tap on the floors.Walking down the steps on my stairs and creeping to the bottom.I couldn't think of more presents under the tree than there were that morning. I ran to my big brothers room."Mikey! Mikey! Wake up its Christmas!" I whispered. He was 8 years old and together we ran to the tree without disturbing my parent's sleep and grab our stockings and I creeped my little fingers inside the stocking. Pulled out a stuffed bunny and there fell out a huge bucket size of candy. I grabbed my favorite...twix! Gobbled it down and ran back up stairs and jumped on my parents bed making them wakeup so I could open my presents.But they wouldnt budge..like every year I have to wait until 7:00 am. It was 5:30 am...awww man i thought.But I did wait and I did open my presents I got alot of footsy pajamas and stuff animals just like any 4 year old would get. I played with my presents for days and days at a time. What a great Christmas. Then i looked out the window and there fell from the sky the first snowfall of the year...
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