Every year I count down the days till Christmas. The days seem like months as I wait for the day to come. The nights are colder so I make myself a warm hot chocolate. It has whipped cream and marshmallows on top in my favorite mug. When I take my first sip the hot chocolate warms my body as it goes down my throat. The hot chocolate has the right amount of sweetness to it. It's not too sweet and not too watered down. On a chilly winter night it tastes just right. With my hot chocolate in my hand, I snuggle in my blanket and watch Christmas movies on the Hallmark channel.
I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock. It is 6:45 a.m. on Christmas morning. I am ready to open all my presents. Running up the stairs, the excitement builds up as I shout "Wake up!" Everyone makes their way to the bright sparkling Christmas tree in the living room. I walk into the room and instantly smell the scent of pine trees and chocolate chip cookies. As I grab my first present, rip open the nicely wrapped paper. When all the paper is off and scattered on the ground I reached into the box and felt something soft and silky. I pulled out a beautiful dress that I've wanted for years. A wave of happiness washed though me as I hugged my mom. "Merry Christmas," my parents shouted.
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