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The gentle pitter-patter of the rain was comforting, Janry. He laid back with his head on the floor

of his bedroom and stared up at the little glowing stars on his ceiling. He listened intently

to the rain falling outside. According to the evening's weather forecast, which his parents

heard on the radio, soon the rain would turn to snow, and Christmas would be upon his sleepy

little town. He could feel the excitement, welling up inside him.

Janry had been waiting for Christmas all year long. Ever since his last holiday adventure,

he couldn't wait to see what this year would bring. When he told the children at his school

that he'd seen Santa Claus the year before, they hadn't believed him. They thought he was joking.

But he wasn't.

The vibrant red coat, the bushy white beard, and those bright and twinkling eyes were

even blazoned on Henry's mind. But still, as with all magical things, he couldn't help but wonder

if it had really happened. If only he had proof, something, anything to show that the most

wondrous night of his life had been real. This year, he would get the proof he needed.

Not only was he determined to see Santa once again, but he'd also get a picture of him too.

Henry had the perfect plan. It was so good. It rivaled that of every spy film he had ever seen.

He pulled out his father's camera from under his bed and checked to make sure all the buttons were working.

It was a simple digital camera his father had bought years ago and later forgotten.

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