Once upon a time, it was Christmas Eve at Luke and Nora's house.

It was the day before the most exciting day of the year, and they could feel the magic throughout

the house.

They were so excited in having such a good time, but then it was time for bed.

So they both got into bed, and they both just sat there waiting with anticipation because

they couldn't wait for the next morning when it was going to be

Christmas morning. And so they were sitting there just watching their clocks as the seconds

and the minutes ticked by and they could not fall asleep. So then Luke got out of his bed

and just decided to quick head over to the bathroom.

But on his way there, he bumped into Nora. Nora was doing the same thing. Neither one of them

could sleep. Nora was like, Luke, can you not sleep? Luke was like, no, no, I can't sleep at all.

And as they were standing out in the hallway,

they heard a noise coming from downstairs in the living room,

right down by where the Christmas tree was.

So they both tiptoed over to the edge of the stairs,

and they looked down around the corner,

and they couldn't believe who they saw in the living room. It looked like it was

Santa Claus. Right down there by their Christmas tree. He had a great big sack with him. He was

pulling out presents and putting him under the tree. They both gasped.

And then Santa stopped because he heard the noise.

He turned his head and looked at them and jumped with surprise.

Well, hello, Luke and Nora.

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