Jenny opened her eyes and trembled with excitement. Throwing back her covers and jumping out of bed, she tip-toed her way to where her sister lay sleeping.
The blue hue of twilight filtered through the gap in the curtains as she shook her sister awake.
‘Jenny,’ Emma whined softly, ‘ Not now. Let me sleep.’
‘It’s morning,’ she whispered, staring at her sister expectedly.
Emma’s eyes popped open as she simultaneously sat up.
‘Morning?’ She whispered, searching her sister’s face for confirmation. Her eyes lit up. Jenny made a noise similar to a toy winding up as she danced quietly on the spot.
Emma grinned at her as she hopped out of bed and into her dressing gown.
The pair tip-toed to the top of the stairs. Magic filled the air as they crept, descending hand in hand, the glow of the twinkly lights guiding them.
They giggled with nervous expectation as they reached the bottom.
Emma grinned at her little sister as she dragged her teddy behind her. Of course, she wasn’t going to let Mr. Bubbles miss out on the excitement.
Emma could hear the sound of the fire crackling softly in the lounge. The gentle swell of Christmas music filled the hall as they reached the living room door. Jenny squeezed her hand as she slowly pushed it open. Emma gasped as Jenny squealed; the magical sight took their breath away.
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Sian N. Clutton
A horror and thriller writer at heart, who's recently decided to take a stab at other genres.
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Comments (5)
You perfectly captured the magic of Christmas 😍
I don't know why did we want to grow up so fast. Your story was so nostalgic!
Ah, yes. To be a kid again knowing all things are possible.
I remember that feeling so well. Again, a lovely relatable story.
You captured that excitement so beautifully. I was that child again x