One Christmas morning, a boy woke up. His name was Jack. He was so excited for the day that he didn't even sleep the night before. He had stayed up all night, listening for any sounds of reindeer on the roof. He had not been listening carefully, though. He had been waiting for this day for months, ever since Halloween ended. Jack jumped out of his bed, opened his door, and ran down the stairs. He almost slipped and fell down the stairs. Immediately, he looked at the stockings and the Christmas tree. Dozens of presents had been placed under, the tree and the stockings were filled to the brim with surprises. He then looked outside. A fresh layer of snow was on the ground, and more was falling from the sky. Jack knew that this would be the best Christmas ever.
  

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