Its Christmas Eve.
The house is excited.
Every ones bouncing off the walls.
You leave some cookies for the jolly old man.
Your head hits the bed, you fall asleep instantly.
Your head fills with all the nice things you've done this year, all the good gifts you've given and the hearts you've filled with joy.
You wake up early the next morning.
You see all the gifts around the tree.
You run and open your first gift.
Then you're content.
You rush up stairs and wake your parents.
They act like little kids running down the stairs.
Their faces filled with joy as they examine your new toys.
Later that day its time for dinner and all the family comes over.
They all pile in to your dinning room sitting down looking hungry chating noicily.
In comes the big ham delicious looking.
After the feast you say goodbye to you relatives and climb into bed, dreaming about what will happen next year.
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Where your heart lays is where you belong.