Today I woke up as the town bell rung. I ran straight to the window and pushed the curtains away. Morning. I abruptly turn my head towards the clock. 12 o'clock.
Oh no! A few more hours before Christmas eve.
After taking a bath, getting dress I took the bags of presents from below my Christmas tree and put it on the trunk of my car. I opened the garage door and backed my car slowly.
The roads are empty of cars. Everyone is obviously getting ready for Christmas eve. I could hear children's laugh as they play with one another. I saw them running here and there. For today and tomorrow they are the star. I love how their smile is full of fun and their eyes beaming.
Oh! How I love this time of the year.
As I travel alone I listen to the radio's Christmas songs. I sometimes sing along with it. Then, suddenly, my car came to an abrupt stop. Opening my door I came out of the car to check on the problem. And I saw one of the car's tire got caught in a mud.
Argh. I hate this. I'm not really a great driver and I don't know how to get my car out of this. Great. . .
Getting in my car again I started the engine and floored it. A bunch of mud flew and the back of my car got covered in it. But still I'm stuck. I tried it for an hour and I just found myself getting deeper before I finally gave up.
I reached for my phone and dialed a number. After the third ring someone answered.
"Dad? It's me. It looks like I can't get there on time. I'm stuck on the road."
"Christmas traffic, my dear? What time will you be getting here?" My dad answered.
"No, dad. I'm stuck on mud." I whispered.
I heard my dad chuckled.
"It's not funny dad!"
"Just try flooring it and you'll be fine."
"Fine, dad. See you later." Then I ended the call.
I tried flooring it again and still nothing happened. I repeated the action for another hour. Agitated and tired I banged my head on the steering wheel.
Someone gently knocked on my side of the window. I looked up and saw my dad's beaming face. And mine quickly lit up. I got out of the car and saw my whole family was there. Even my cousins.
A laugh escape my throat. They plan of celebrating Christmas with me. Here on the road instead of just helping me get my car out.
My nieces and nephews started forming a line when they saw the bags of gifts I had brought. While I was giving them their gifts, I was hugging each of them, when it started to snow as I heard winter bells filled the air.
"Merry Christmas, everyone."
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