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me, which happened to be a vase. I slowly<br />
walked to my living room to see if there was<br />
someone in the house, and there was!<br />
I dropped the vase in my surprise and<br />
let it shatter to millions of pieces on the<br />
floor. What had made me stop dead in my<br />
tracks was the love of my life standing in<br />
front of me. This is now becoming the best<br />
Christmas of my life!<br />
Honorable Mention<br />
Christmastime From<br />
a Dog’s Point of View<br />
by Parker Andreson<br />
Windermere<br />
Do you enjoy Christmas? I do, but no<br />
one thinks about how a dog feels on<br />
Christmas.<br />
I’m William, a golden retriever. My<br />
owners, Joseph and Susan, have two kids<br />
— Maria, who’s 7, and Isaiah, who’s 11<br />
months old. It’s Christmas Eve, and everyone<br />
is getting ready. Maria is in her room,<br />
and Susan is playing with Isaiah. Joseph<br />
is out shopping, so I’m laying down on my<br />
bed in the hallway. No one can wait for<br />
tomorrow.<br />
We can<br />
SPOT and treat ...<br />
They are now eating dinner, so I decide<br />
to eat my meal. It’s the usual, dog food<br />
with water in a separate bowl. Maria,<br />
Joseph and Susan are having mac and<br />
cheese with peppers on the side. Susan<br />
is feeding Isaiah his baby food, so I finish<br />
my meal and walk under his chair to wait<br />
for some food to drop. I get some, but only<br />
a little.<br />
It’s now 7:35 p.m., and we are watching<br />
TV. How the Grinch Stole Christmas is<br />
on. When I hit my paw against the door<br />
to go out, Susan gets up and opens the<br />
door. I bolt into the yard and start sniffing.<br />
Suddenly, I smell a squirrel. There it<br />
is, down the slight incline. I run after it,<br />
and it takes off for a tree. The squirrel<br />
just makes it up the tree before I grab for<br />
it. Darn! I’ll get it next time. You just wait<br />
squirrel.<br />
“Woof,” I bark.<br />
“Will! Will!” Susan called.<br />
I trot up to the house and go inside.<br />
Everyone has gone to bed. It’s 12:06<br />
a.m. I hear a thud, then a creak in the<br />
floorboards. I decide to investigate. There<br />
stands the man himself, Santa.<br />
“Hello there, Will,” he says. “I have<br />
some treats for you.”<br />
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Mmm hmm, I sure could use something<br />
to eat right now. Santa gives me three<br />
treats and pets me. I lay down. He takes<br />
out many gifts and puts them underneath<br />
the tree. I go back to my bed and fall<br />
asleep.<br />
I wake up and hear Isaiah crying.<br />
Suddenly, Maria comes running down<br />
the hall and into Joseph and Susan’s<br />
room.<br />
“Mommy, Daddy, wake up!” she says.<br />
Isaiah continues to cry.<br />
“Merry Christmas,” Joseph says.<br />
Susan picks up Isaiah and takes him<br />
into the family room. Maria, Joseph and<br />
I follow.<br />
Joseph pets me and says, “Merry<br />
Christmas, Will.”<br />
“Look at all these presents!” Maria said<br />
excitedly. “Can we open them? Please,<br />
please, please, please?”<br />
“Yes,” Susan says.<br />
Isaiah makes a weird noise, and Susan<br />
pats his back. I lay there while Maria tears<br />
into the first present. It’s what she wanted,<br />
a makeup kit.<br />
“Yes!” Maria shouts.<br />
Next, everyone starts opening presents<br />
until they are gone. While I lay there, I<br />
think about how I saw him, Santa Claus,<br />
and no one knows. It’s a weird feeling.<br />
Now you know how a dog feels on<br />
Christmas. If you have a pet, you should<br />
think about how it feels during the<br />
holidays.<br />
Honorable Mention<br />
The Christmas Disaster<br />
by Derin Rohleder<br />
Windsor Landing<br />
It was two weeks before Christmas, and<br />
my family was decorating our Christmas<br />
trees. We had both a big and a small tree.<br />
My brother and I always decorated the<br />
smaller one. We were all happy, and we<br />
watched a Christmas movie almost every<br />
night. On Dec. 24, my mom and I baked<br />
cookies for Santa.<br />
When I got to bed, I was so excited I<br />
couldn’t sleep. When I woke up, I rushed<br />
to the tree, and, oh no, there were no presents<br />
under it. We were devastated!<br />
The following day at school I was talking<br />
to my friend, Sean, and he told me<br />
that he didn’t get any presents either. No<br />
one did. It was a Christmas disaster.<br />
The next day, Sean and I walked<br />
around at recess, asking everyone if they<br />
got presents or not.<br />
“Sean, what do you think happened,”<br />
I asked.<br />
He told me that he thought Santa had<br />
turned evil.<br />
“We have to find a way to get to the<br />
North Pole,” he said.<br />
“My dad is going there on a business<br />
trip tomorrow,” I said.<br />
“Really?” Sean asked.<br />
The next day was Saturday. I called<br />
Sean on my phone and asked him where<br />
we should meet. He said in his backyard,<br />
so when it was 8 a.m., we could sneak into<br />
the car to get on the plane. When we arrived,<br />
we went to every single house, asking<br />
where we could find Santa. Everyone<br />
thought that we were crazy until we saw<br />
an old-looking house that Sean was too<br />
scared to go into, so I went in.<br />
The old man in the house told me that<br />
deep in the snowy mountains there was a<br />
cave, and in that cave was a scroll protected<br />
by a dragon. On that scroll was a<br />
map of how to get to Santa. So we traveled<br />
into the mountains until we saw the<br />
cave and went in.<br />
We were scared by the huge dragon<br />
guarding the scroll, and we thought we<br />
had no chance of getting past the dragon<br />
until we saw two swords on the wall. We<br />
fought the dragon. It was a hard battle,<br />
but we won! We looked at the scroll, and<br />
it said that Santa worked undercover at<br />
the same place my dad was having his<br />
meeting.<br />
It was risky, but we had to do it. When<br />
we got there, we immediately started looking<br />
for Santa. After what felt like years of<br />
searching, I saw a familiar man with a big<br />
white beard. It was Santa. We walked<br />
over to him and demanded an answer for<br />
why he didn’t deliver presents this year.<br />
He said that he was too lazy and that<br />
after delivering presents since the beginning<br />
of time, he needed a break. After a<br />
long talk, he finally agreed to deliver presents<br />
every year from then on.<br />
Honorable Mention<br />
The Strong<br />
Squad Saves Christmas<br />
by Michael Wong<br />
Stoneybrook West<br />
Once upon a time, there was a group<br />
of teenagers called The Strong Squad<br />
who saved the North Pole from super villains.<br />
The members of The Strong Squad<br />
were Spencer, Layla and Devin. These<br />
teenagers each had special gifts given
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