Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even Jade.
The scissors were hung on the wall with care in hopes that Tori would soon be there.
The raven haired girl was nestled all snug in her bed,
while visions of Jori danced in her head.
And Holly in her Kerchief and David in his cap, had just settled down for a long winter's nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, Jade sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
