STUCK IN CHRISTMAS!

I woke up. Its Christmas was my immediate thought. Looking around, I forced myself to get up, whilst having my eyes a crack open. I almost slip, running down the stairs. Of course George has opened his present. Swinging open the door, I see my family. So ecstatic, peppy, jubilant as if they are on cloud nine! My present lays under the tree. Unopened. Without thought, I run in thrilled and nervous, but open it. It seems strange. I turn to Olivia & Max. I tilt my head and raise my eyebrows. “What is it,?”I question “It’s a small red container, open it.” Replies Olivia. I open it. But find myself back in bed, again and again and again. I am stuck in Christmas, I think.