I jump out of my bed, dashing to look under the Christmas tree to verify if Santa came. I see a massive pile of gifts wrapped in a red, green and white paper.
I sprint to Mum and Dads room, jumping on their bed, trying to wake them up, watching their eyelids slowly rise.
Running around the house waking my brothers up, singing Christmas carols down the hallway, I waltz into the kitchen and put on the radio.
Sitting on the sofa, feeling excited, I look at the clock and wait for everyone to get dressed, and open our gifts.