Christmas

In class we got to do any writing that we have learnt this year. This is my second story and it is a descriptive piece of writing. It might get confusing in this story but, not for me. This story is a story that has a second part to it. It will be continued, as they all say. I'll add the story in so that you can read it to yourself. I'll post the second part over the holidays.

Christmas

On Christmas Eve everyone was getting their
presents ready. I was waiting for my present.
I didn’t go out to look for a present because
I didn’t know who to give a present to. 

Maybe I could give it to my parents. They would like a
present very much, but what present? I sat down on
the couch thinking of what my parents like. My dad likes
ties but that’s boring, and my mum likes dresses but she has
a lot. Maybe I'll get them some blankets for them. 

I went to the shop, and I saw these really nice blankets.
They were just right for mum and dad. They were also red
and green, the colours of christmas. My parents loved those colours.

I payed for the blankets now I just need to wrap the blankets.
Or maybe I could just tie a bow around each blanket. It was hard
to think of what to do on christmas. There were so many options.    

I didn’t believe in santa. He never gave me what I wished for. I would
write letters but never get what I wrote. Once I put my letter on the table,
with the milk and cookies and it flew away so I guess that's what always happened.     

I was at home now. Wrapping my present. I couldn’t find a ribbon so
now i’m wrapping it. I wrote mum and dad on each of the presents. I went to
the kitchen and then I heard a knock on the door.

It was my parents. I looked under the christmas tree and saw that only
my gifts were there. I quickly picked the gifts up and took them up to
my room. Then I came back downstairs and opened the door
for them. “What took you so long?” My mum asked as she came
in. She had some shopping bags, I tried to look into them and see
what it was but she noticed and pulled the bags away.

I went up to my room. I closed the door and stared at the gifts. They
looked like they were fragile but they weren't. The blankets were put into
boxes so that I could wrap the wrappers around properly.

It was getting dark and I think I heard my dad snoring. I went downstairs
with my presents and put them under the tree. I saw two other presents
for me too. I heard a loud thump so I quickly ran up to my room and closed the door. 

Everyone was sleeping. I could hear someone walking through the house.
I opened my bedroom door and went downstairs. I saw 6 presents under the
tree now. I think it was…. Santa