Random One-Shots

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My thin brown eyes slowly open and start around, looking at the room. It smells like chocolate and fire and cinnamon. It's Christmas eve. My dad and his best friend, Earl are talking on the brown leather club chairs beside me while sipping eggnog. My best friends, Micheal and Chelsea, who are dating are chatting in the kitchen my mom and her friends are nowhere to be seen. I sit up slowly and realize that I've fallen asleep beside the fireplace. I sit up and finish y marshmallow-filled mug of hot chocolate, even though it's cold. I stay up for about 2 more hours until everyone leaves, then I go upstairs, change into my warm pj's and climb into bed. I lay happily on my back, looking out of the tiny window across from my bed, out at the dark, starry night. And I can't help but be excited for Christmas Morning, to eat cookies and biscuits, watch movies, and open presents. All is good.