Have you ever fallen out of a flying sleigh led by eight reindeer going at 100 or more miles per hour? yeah me neither. that is, until last Christmas. I was going downstairs for a cup of hot cocoa when I heard a loud THUMP. At first, I thought it was a burglar and panicked. but then I saw a pair of black boots and an enormous red body strolling around my living room.
When he saw me, he almost jumped with fright. He told me that I shouldn't be there. Shouldn't be there? It's my own house? He's the one who was breaking and entering! I was about to tell him off when he flew up onto the roof and shouted for the reindeer to move. What on earth was happening? Was I seriously getting kidnapped by Santa Claus?
I must have been dreaming. When the sleigh started to move, I nearly threw up. But eventually i calmed down. It was actually really fun. but soon we were going really fast. before i knew it, we were in paris! i watched the beautiful city drift underneath us and fell into a trance. We soon floated up above the clouds. all of a sudden, the sleigh was moving out of control! we couldnt get it to go back on track. i felt so dizzy, i nearly fell out the sleigh! actually i did!
i was falling down through the soft clouds as i watched the starry sky swirl above my head. before i knew what had happened, i was in my bed, drifting fastly to sleep.
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