Christmas Eve
It was Christmas Eve and all my family is exited (especially my brother Ethan)! My mum told me to calm down otherwise Santa would be too scared to visit my house. For tea we had a yummy Christmas dinner but didn’t like the Brussel sprouts (yuck). At eight o’clock I went to bed and I demanded that my mum went to bed the same time so that Santa would come but I didn’t have any luck. At eleven o’clock I heard a noise coming from down stairs. Santa had arrived. It was getting louder and louder …and then the noise stopped…