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Momma and Daddy keep telling us its ready for bed..

That Santa can not come till we are sound to sleep in bed. To ask to hear the storys just one more time.

We say it is to long to wait another year..

So one more time we hear the storys of Santa coming tonight..

However we never expect to much..

Every year before we get into bed we give momma and daddy our one last wish list..

On mine is for everyone to be safe and get along.

So that this year no one will yell..

This is this the first and last with I have every year..

Just before I lay my head..

With all the excitment inside of me..

I try so very hard to go to sleep..

Because this year I have tired to be extra good..

So that maybe this year my wishes will coem true..

Finally i fall into a sound slumber as I am singing christmas songs in my head..

When suddenly I am awakon by a sound on the roof..

I sit there and wonder of what i hear.. Courage2chan: I have never before heard this sound..

Only know of it from the storys momma and daddy have told over and over again.

So I lay in my bed extra quiet..

In hopes that it will be santa and he wont know I am awake..

Because if he does I fear he may go away..

So i try not to make a sound as again i start t sing the song that bring me so much peace..

I fall back into that deep slumber till I awaken the next morning to hear Santa has been here..

I go running to see what he broght just full of excitment..

I look around and think I must of been good..

Becasue in my stocking is a letter..

And it reads..

Dear little one: You ahve been very good this year and you have made me proud.. Please look carefully under the tree is there is something special to you from me.

I go to the tree as quick as i can and under it was the one thing i wanted more then anyhting..

other then for every one to be safe and to not have anyone yell..

It was a giant teddy bear that I could cuddle with each night..

One that would be by my side..

And on the teddy bear was another note that read..

Yes little one it was me that you heard..