When she was younger, they would decorate the Christmas tree together. There would be Christmas

Unable to find the book they Decided to read it by Memory. reading The Night Before Christmas

For the rest of the month, she remained in isolation, never once stirring to partake in usual activities. Bobbing for apples, the turkey run, even the food fight went unacknowledged by the heart-broken child, until one morning.

Getting a tree means going in search of a large tree with lots of foliage. Small and thin-branched trees are unwanted. Once the family picks their plump tree, they undertake a challenging task of bringing the huge, heavy tree back to their home. They have to pick it up and tie it to the top of their car, and to top it off they have to drive very slow so the tree doesn’t fall off. Once they arrive home they have to bring it down from the car and take it inside. It doesn’t fit easily through the entrance of the house; so many people have to help push the tree through the doorway. Once the tree is finally inside, for some weird reason the tree always needs to be put in the center of the living room, and it doesn’t stop there. Once the tree is placed in the center, then family members decorate it with flashy and colorful gems on strings. They also add wires around the tree, and after plugging it to the wall; it makes the tree look very luminous. After decorating the tree with gems on strings and bright wires, there needs to be a final touch. A star, or an angel is put on the tip of the tree. Maybe it brings some sort of wisdom or good vibes, which compliments the tree. As time passes, people put decorated boxes around the tree in the days leading up to

Each Christmas my cousin, Tyler, and I would be dropped off at Grandma’s to anxiously anticipate Santa Claus’s arrival together. For only being exactly a month older than I, Tyler was quite the opposite. Red, pin-straight hair barely obscured his freckled forehead and blue eyes. His temper was as fiery as hair. My easy going nature and desire to please often clashed with his stubborn demeanor, but he was my confidant, playmate, and best

It was all fun and games until Christmas was nearly ruined. Phil and his sister, Felicity, lived alone together. They had to spend the first eighteen years of their lives living with their horrid aunt but now they were finally old enough to live without her. The two siblings were putting up a christmas tree

Christmas is the most important day of the year for her. Her family gives her everything on her list, or else. This Christmas, the family has had enough, and refuses to get what she requests. After screaming and yelling at her parents and adopted sister, Michelle Marley, she storms into her room and slams the door.

The sweet aroma of a freshly baked cake circulates through every room of the small house as the cake sits on the stove top to cool. Colorful balloons are decoratively and strategically placed all over the living room and the kitchen as Kaitlyn prepares for her best friend, Sarah’s, birthday celebration. Strolling through each room, Kaitlyn scans the product of her tireless preparation. Filled with a sense of satisfaction and approval of her work, Kaitlyn sits down on the comfortable black couch listening to the crackle of the fireplace beside her, relaxing for a few minutes before a swarm of guests begin to arrive. However, just as Kaitlyn sinks into the cushions, an anxious knock at the front door interrupts her peace. Making her way to the front door, Kaitlyn

Finally, my hunger gets the best of me and I get up, I had skipped dinner after all. Walking the few feet it takes to get to the pantry, I glance out the garage door. I don’t see the dazzling lights that glow under my sister’s praise or the jaw-dropping colors my mom crows about or the fantastic feast my grandmother makes. Confused, I turn the knob of the door. My mind thinks back to Lola, all alone on the guest bathroom floor, but quickly surpasses it knowing I’ll only be a few seconds. I creep out, knowing if my family saw I had come out they’d think I had changed my mind about the holiday and beg me to stay out. Tip-Toeing around my mother’s crimson car, I look in the driveway. There, I see my grandfather wobbling down to the road to set what was the biggest firework I had ever

When the sky was bright and the cold mississippi wind blew, I trudged out of the shack in the snow and went up to the back door, thinking I should go say Merry Christmas or Good Morin’. I got to the door and it opened up very slow like it was some kind of sloth not wanting’ to move. When I got to the Logan’s, Cassie, Christopher John and Little Man ran up to me.

That evening Kollins returned home, like everyone else at six. She ran up to her room, and wrote down how perfect everything seemed today. After, she scurried down the stairs, to find a fresh batch of cookies lying on the windowsill to cool. She bounced a cookie around in her hand until she was able to handle the heat. She grabbed a glass of milk and plopped down on the chair, diagonal to where her mother sat. A sheer look of sadness covered her mother’s face. “Kollins, I need to tell you something very important.”

Hennery skidded into the snow. HOLT! Hennery couldn’t believe his eyes. He saw a sleigh with the initials S.C. in gold. With nine reindeer. One with a red nose. Then Santa Claus popped out from behind the sleigh. Frost air was coming from the reindeer’s noses. Santa chuckled “Hu hey, Hennery!” Santa grabbed his bag and walked toward Hennery. Hennery’s dream came true. To help Santa Claus.

That day when she got home from school she mixed up a batch of peanut butter cookies and while they were baking, she prepared a pan of brownies as well. A couple of hours later she left a note for her parents to say where she’d gone in case one of them came home early. Then she hiked around to the old man’s ranch carrying her offerings in a plastic container with a ribbon around it.

“Get up,” I said, “It’s Christmas!” I bolted downstairs, but only saw one present next to our vibrant tree. I checked who’s initial was on it, but nothing was written on it. I asked Mom and Dad

She couldn’t stand the crowd she had just come out from, especially because of the disgusting, sticky, humidity. To her, it was like a sauna and she hated the sauna. On top of that, she despised the way people pushed one another, hurt one another and fought over a product. It was as if they were wild animals in a tropical jungle, ferociously racing for the scarce food. Christmas had become a publicity opportunity for every store and the people victims of the publicity. In these modern days, the only thing that worried everyone were the gifts. “Is he going to like me for it?”, all the women wondered and “Maybe she’ll forgive me like this”, all the men thought as they were buying. And the shopping centers became a disgusting, humid jungle.

Eagerly Ellie gets up and heads downstairs, ready to begin the new day. Last night she noticed a coffeemaker on the counter and a cup of coffee sounded nice. Reaching into the cupboard, she pauses, surprised, the coffee isn’t there. She distinctly recalls putting the coffee in this cupboard! Ellie starts opening cupboards, looking for the coffee; none of her groceries are where she remembers putting them. It’s possible she could be wrong, she was really tired.