7. It was Christmas Eve in 2003. I was so excited about getting gifts. I had made my parents a necklace out of wooden balls. This was the first time I had left out food for Santa. I put in a little carrot for his reindeer. My parents told me to go to bed, 'And don't come down to look for gifts, because if you do, you'll get in trouble with Santa.'So I trotted upstairs and just lay in bed all a-quiver. I couldn't wait for Santa to come. Slowly I drifted off to sleep...
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