Tick tock! The clock boldly struck five o'clock... and then the sky grew darker. It was Christmas Eve: the stockings were hung by the chimney; icicles flashed like diamonds in the moonlight; the house was filled with the scent of Christmas tree pines. The children uneasily approached bedtime knowing that the next day they would feast upon the mountains of presents and luxurious delicacies.
They tried their hardest to stay awake, to catch a glimpse of Santa's red coat; but they soon succumbed to their eye aching tiredness. When morning came everyone awoke: eyes wide; their hearts pounding; a strange tingly sensation surging through their veins…
No comments:
Post a Comment