It was Christmas day. I rapidly ran down stairs my hands were sweating every second. out of the blue a gleaming glow appeared behind the Christmas tree I looked nervously. i couldn’t look. suddenly i felt a cold breeze on my shoulder. There i was standing in the centre of the north pole. I looked up and found santa’s grotto i walked up and knocked then something barged me. then i woke up from being barged by something and there i was sitting in santa’s slay i couldn’t believe it suddenly i heard someone shouting me then i opened my eyes and there i was in my living room.