Christmas Morning By William!

Christmas Morning!

 

My eyes grew wide open. Excitement fill’s my body. I Scramble out of bed and find my dad walking down the hallway.

“Go back to bed it’s only six o’clock”

   I walk slowly with my head hanging down.

I climb back to bed and steer at the pale white celling. Waiting until I can finally leap out of bed and run to the living room and smell the pine on the tree. As I drifted away I was thing about the look of the tree with the lights and tinsel hanging and the morning sun beaming on us and…

 

       My eyes shot open, I saw the bright sun gassing throw my window. I jump out of bed and run out the door and stop right in front of the presents. The sacks exploding presents and the tree popping out presents.

Christmas

 Morning

 At

 last.