December was usually a time of happiness for most people but this year… I didn't feel happy at all. It was Christmas Eve and I woke up very happy. Then, the bell rang. When I opened the door, it was only a letter. It wasn't my grandparents. When my parents came home, I gave it them. They opened it and they told me that I had an uncle called Scrooge and he was going to come for a few days.
The next morning, my parents woke me up to see my uncle. I was very happy but…. when he came in, my smile disappeared.
He was an insesitive old man and when he came in, he had olny his luggage in his handa and no presents.
I told him Merry Christmas and when he heard that, he started to growl.
In the evening, as always, I go for a walk but this year, I had to take my uncle with me. During our walk, I heard bells. ' Did you hear that ?' I said to Scrooge. ' I didn't hear anything.' Scrooge said. 'Can I ask you a question?' I said. 'Of course'. 'Is Santa Claus real'.'No' he replied. When I heard this, I started to run…. and run… until I saw Santa Claus!!!! He took me home.
When I woke up, I was at home. I ran at Scrooge. 'I saw Santa Claus!'. 'No you didn't'. 'Yes I did!'. ' No you didn't'. 'If you don't believe me, come with me", I said.
I took him to where I'd seen Santa. He was still there, giving presents. When Scrooge saw him. on his face appeared a smile
The same night, Scrooge told me a story. When he was little, he was told at a very young age, that the Santa Claus wasn't real. That had destroyed his life.
But now, he is more sweeter because hr knows the TRUTH!
