Christmas Eve

It was Christmas Eve and Claire couldn’t sleep. “Ugh!” Claire cried as she leaped out of bed. “I can’t stand another minute of this.” She tiptoed downstairs and into the hallway where her Christmas tree was. She stared at a bright blue bauble with a painted picture of holly on it. She almost fell over in excitement and shock when she saw what was reflected in the bauble. There was a jolly looking old man staring back at her. She turned around and nothing was there but as she looked back she saw the strange visitor had left a red and yellow present with a bow on top.