On Christmas Eve I had a plan to stay up and meet Santa.
“Santas here” I whispered. Running outside I saw Santa’s sleigh floating. I jumped on the sleigh and I went by the presents. Suddenly the sleigh started moving and I clenched my jaw. About 1000 feet above the ground, I tapped Santa’s shoulder.
“AAHHHHHHHHHHH!” Shouted Santa and straight away he let go of the rope holding the reindeer.
I was beginning to hyperventilate.
“You destroyed my sleigh” Santa shouted.
“I can help you get the presents delivered,” I said and I did.
After a while … I woke up. There was a box full of presents at the end of the bed.