The Strangest Christmas Eve Ever

It’s Christmas Eve, and I can’t sleep. Suddenly, I hear someone laughing and jingling bells outside my window. I creep to the window and glimpse outside of it. I can’t believe my eyes! Are they playing a joke on me? No, I am not seeing things! I see Santa and his elves outside.

I quickly, but quietly, sneak to the front door and rush outside while wearing my cozy, comfy coat. “Are you the real Santa?” I ask curiously. “The real real one?!”

“Yes!” Santa whistles, and suddenly, his reindeer and sleigh appear. I rub my eyes, astonished. The sleigh is full of a sack of toys. “Shall we go for a ride?” Santa asks. I nod eagerly, and Santa, his elves, and I hop into his sleigh. We ride through the night sky, with me gazing at the stars and moon.

The ride is a blast! I hope I can do it again next Christmas – riding with Santa and his elves in his sleigh – that! As I climb off the sled, I whisper, “Thank you!” I think inside my head, What a wonderful time I had! 

Written by Kruti Patel