The Christmas holiday finally came.

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The Christmas holiday finally came. All we did for the first day was look out from the frosty leaded glass at the neighbors packing their bags in the old Vauxhall, which was just visible through the dancing snow drops glittering from the street lamp at the corner of the road.

I looked round and convinced myself that thinking of something productive would be better than starring at the neighbors enjoying themselves as they packed their worn out bags.

I knew we couldn’t go, but I just loved flicking through the holiday brochure, gazing at the beautiful pictures with blue seas and swimming pools. I kept on remembering what my dad said about the pictures being taken in the best place but I always knew that he lied and he just said that to get our hopes up.

As I was looking through the brochure I heard the squeaky letter box flap open and something fall on the floor. I quickly ran towards it and picked it up, I unfolded it to find an advertisement for a great price on a holiday, and I couldn’t keep my eyes of it. I looked outside the window and I saw the guy who had dropped off the leaflet in. he was an old man, which was clear from his beard. He was very well covered and hardly any of him was visible. There was something weird about him. I just didn’t know what.

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I quickly ran up the steep spiral stairs and opened my parents recently painted door. I handed the leaflet to my dad and waited for him to say what are you waiting for; I stood there patiently uncomplainingly for about a minute waiting for my dad to answer.

We were all packing our bags as the time was not on our side                                                                         ...

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