CHRISTMAS DREAM by Ronan wk#14

This day last year was Christmas Day. My two brothers and I were running downstairs to open our presents. We ran down the stairs and into the living room to find no presents. And that wasn’t everything. The Christmas tree was laying down on the floor in pieces, the couch was upside down with drawings and scratches with fluff coming from them. The light shade was broken with the light bulb on the floor and the mantle piece was split in half with the pictures and decorations in the fireplace.  It was like I was seeing stars. Just then I woke up.