Word count:984 Inspired by: This story was inspired by my childhood. I was the child up at 3 and 4 am staring at the tree, snooping in the stockings and probably a great deal of tiredness on my parrents part. I've done my best to try and explain that magical feeling .. I hope at the very least you enjoy reading it.
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