Hello, this is my first story and I would like to introduce myself. This story is a story written for entertainment purposes. It is about Christmas and Santa Claus. This story is about adventure and fantasy. If there are any mistakes, the author apologizes here. :) Thank you.
On Christmas Day, in the living room of their home, 10-year-old Charlie and his 8-year-old sister, Anthony, play with Christmas toys. “Brother, what do you want for Christmas as a present from Santa Claus?” The younger sister, who had a cheerful face, was happy. The older brother answered with more. “I don't believe that Santa Claus will come.
Because every year the only people who give gifts are mom and dad.” Charlie then continued playing. “Santa Claus doesn't really exist?” Anthony said, looking sad and disappointed at the answer he got from his brother. “That's right,” Charlie replied with a look of confidence. “What? It's already 9:00 p.m.” Mother's voice sounded from the kitchen as she walked towards Charlie and Anthony in the living room.
"Go to bed. Today is an important Christmas day. If the kids go to bed early, Santa Claus will bring them gifts. Don't forget to hang your Christmas shoes and socks on the door," Mom said, smiling at Charlie and Anthony. "But I don't want to go to sleep right now. Can I continue playing for a little while, beautiful mother?"
Charlie said, making an angry face at Mom. "Go to bed. Tomorrow, you can come play with your toys again. But first, go up to the room and help Mom put away the toys first, okay?" Charlie's beautiful mother said directly. "Yes," Charlie and Anthony said as they put their toys into a large green basket. Then the two of them went to sleep in the bedroom.
“Aren't you going to hang your Christmas stockings on the door?” Anthony said, his face showing a cheerful expression. “I'd rather not,” Charlie said with honest emotion. “Then I'll hang up my stockings for you,” said Anthony, who cared about Christmas. at the face of one's love
When Anthony finished arming his Christmas socks, the two opened the door to the room. Their room was a medium sized room, neither small nor big. It had blue cloud pattern wallpaper, with bunk beds and a reading table and bedside lights, along with a lot of fairy tales and comic books. Anthony walked. Come watch a movie on the first floor.”
Who will be the one to read the story book today, you or me?” Anthony said with a yawning face. Seeing that his younger sister was sleepy, Charlie volunteered to read a story to her. “Then I want you to read the story of the princess and the little cat,” Anthony said, smiling at his older brother. “But I've read that story many times and have thought about other stories, is that good?”
Charlie said to his beloved sister, "But I like this story," Anthony replied with confidence. "Then this story is this story," Charlie said, playing the story to his sister.
“This story teaches us not to judge outsiders.” Charlie finished telling the story and put it on the table, then turned off the bedside light and went up to the second floor bed. He leaned down on the bed and prayed that Father would come home from Mexico tomorrow. Then Charlie fell asleep.
Charlie woke up to the sound of clinging at the window of Charlie and his sister's bedroom. Charlie hurriedly got off the bed, then hurried to turn on the light. What Charlie saw was a fat man with a white mustache, wearing a red and white outfit and carrying a large red bag. “Are you Santa Claus?” Charlie said, looking shocked.
Santa Claus is real, don't you see, brother?” Anthony said, his face full of confidence. “Oh, oh, you're Charlie and Anthony, right?” Santa said to the two little kids. “Then you guys are very lucky. Who saw me when giving a gift in 50 years In 50 years, no child has ever seen me give gifts, so you guys are very lucky. Would you like to give gifts to other children as well?” When Santa finished, “No, you could be Joan.”
Charlie said with an expression of uncertainty and ran to open the door. Santa then painted a golden yellow spell and closed the door. When Charlie saw this, he immediately believed it was Santa Claus. “It's been a long time since I've given you any gifts,” said Santa, drawing a yellow-gold charm to make the windows rise, then blowing a red whistle, and a procession of reindeer was ready. and dragged it to the window."
Come up quickly, we don't have much time, we have to deliver the gifts in time.” The two children then got on the reindeer sleigh.
“The next house we will go to is Jonny and Linly's house. The two of you helped me bring the gifts to Jonny and asked me to give them to Linly. Then Santa gave a bottle of green potion and said to the two of them, “Eat this and you will be able to penetrate Jonny's bedroom. And don't wake Jonny up.” The two children immediately drank the potion that Santa had given them. Then Santa parked his sleigh in front of the window of Jonny's house and delivered the gifts.
The boys rushed him into Jonny's house and then dropped off the gifts. Santa climbs onto the roof of Jonny's house and then jumps to Linly's house with a red bag down the chimney. When the three of them had finished placing their gifts, Charlie and Anthony passed through the window and sat in the reindeer sleigh. Then, with a whistle coming from Malinley, the reindeer immediately ran towards the sound of the sledge.
The three of them quickly gave gifts to each other from house to house. Until the last house was left but all the gifts were gone, so Charlie said to Santa, "What should I do? All the gifts are gone." "Then let's go get the presents as quickly as possible." Santa then spoke in deer language. Pulling a reindeer sleigh is twice as fast. Then I went to a place that was a wooden house. It was very cold, there was a lot of snow, and there were pine trees everywhere.
“He came first,” Santa said. “The two children then went into the house. “Is this your home?” Charlie said. “Used,” Santa replied. Santa's house looks small from the outside, but inside it's a big house with toy-making equipment and many dwarfs. Then Santa spoke in the dwarf language, then the dwarf found something, and then Santa gave the two little children some cookies and milk.”
Do you want to eat this? It's considered repayment for your help." Charlie then took the clear cookie and put it in his trouser pocket.
“Are you shallow, brother?” Anthony said with excitement. “Look, there's a present in my sock. It's a stuffed animal. What's wrong with yours? I haven't looked at yours yet.” Anthony said to his older brother, excited. Charlie then looked at the sock and it had a paper written on the bottom. Then Charlie hurried downstairs to the house. Charlie saw his father returning, “Dad.”
Charlie immediately ran to hug his father and cried. "This is Charlie Anthony. I'm eating some of your sweets. I made some cookies to eat from your cooking," Dad said to Charlie and Anthony. Charlie thought a few things before reaching into his bag and finding some cookie crumbs.
Christmas means the Mass of Christ. It is held every year to celebrate the birth of Jesus.