My favorite christmas memory was when I was still sharing a room with my little sister, and on Christmas eve we used a Santa tracker online because we all still believed in him. Every year we would jump into bed as soon as it said that he was in North America! At bedtime we were so excited that we just couldn’t get our eyes to droop. So we lay in our beds listening to the wind whistling through the tree’s. It was around 10:00pm when we heard rustling in the living room! Of course we thought it was Santa - not our parents putting presents under the tree. So we locked our eyes shut and pretended we were sound asleep. Eventually we got tired from extreme boredness, and we were taken over. On Christmas we woke at the crack of dawn and rushed to our brother‘s room. Once he was awake the three of us like little mice snuck into our parents room. We all got denied and were told to go back to bed, but like the night before we just couldn’t. So instead we secretly played a game of monopoly in my room to pass the time! As soon as we heard the slightest bit of movement we jumped to my parents room door and waited. We had a fantastic day and a delectable dinner! The same day at 7:30 we had all been overcome with yawns and tiredness, so we fell asleep on the couch because of the early morning. That’s my favorite Christmas memory!!
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