It was a cool winter’s evening, snow blanketed on the ground and sitting on the trees, house tops, and cars as the stars sparkle in the clear night sky. Inside the house of 24th street, me and my family was celebrating Christmas. The sound of Christmas music, chatter, and clinking of utensils fills the house. In the couch, I was sitting next to my Uncle.
Im a pretty girl with brown hair that falls over my shoulders, doe brown eyes that sparkles in the lights, and freckles that dust my cheeks and nose. I stand at 5’0”, with a small waist and petite figure that I seemed to get from my mother. In theme of the part I wore a short red Santa dress with black pantyhose, black heeled boots, and a Santa hat that sat perfectly atop my head.
As I sat quietly in the couch as the others talk I look around shyly, holding a cup of soda that I poured myself.