My name is Katie Kelly. I have bright red hair and dark brown eyes and freckles all over my cheeks. I am almost nine years old and I live with my mother. I used to live with both of my parents until they got separated. My mother told me that even though they were getting a divorce and living in different houses that they still loved me. I told her that I believed her and that I understood, but sometimes I have a hard time believing myself and whether or not what I actually said was true.
It's almost Christmas Eve and ever since I was a baby my mother has told me that Santa Claus will leave presents for me under the Christmas tree if I'm a good girl. However I am almost nine years old now and it's getting harder and harder to believe that the man in the red suit exists. Not that I believe that my own mother would lie to me, but I'm just not sure if it's possible. The weeks flash by me in a blink of an eye and before I know it it's Christmas Eve.
My mother tucks me into bed and kisses me goodnight and turns off the light. Little do I know as I drift off to sleep that I'm about to go on an adventure of a lifetime. I hear a huge thud on the roof and quickly open my eyes. The next thing I hear is Santa Claus sliding down our chimney and a few minutes later he climbs upstairs to my bedroom with his sack swung over his right shoulder. "Santa? Is that really you?" I question him. "Ho! Ho! Ho!" he exclaimed with his famous jolly old laugh. "Of course it's me Katie. You have been a very good girl this year." He told me.
"I thought that nobody was supposed to see you." I said as I slowly sat up and looked at him with a strange look on my face. "I know, but I wanted to make you a very special offer." He began. "What's that Santa?" I asked him. "How would you like to go on a ride in my magic sleigh to the North Pole?" he asked me back. At first I simply just looked at him as if I didn't believe what he had been telling me to be true. I wasn't even sure if he was real or this was all a dream. However after a minute or so I slowly nodded my head.
I didn't understand what made me different from the other boys and girls that Santa would be allowing me to do this but I was too excited about it to even really care about it all that much. Santa told me that he would have me back in plenty of time to get enough sleep and that my mother wouldn't even know that I was gone to have a chance to worry about me. I figured that if he could travel all around the world in one night that he knew what he was talking about. He helped me up to the roof and I gave out a loud gasp of surprise as I saw his beautiful red sleigh and eight tiny reindeer standing in front of me.
He told me to sit down and assured me that it was safe. Before I knew it he sat down beside me and took the reins inside his hands. Then with a crack of his whip we rose into the air and started soaring through the sky. It was the most beautiful sight that I ever had in my life, and I could feel the wind blowing through my hair as we raced through the stars. As I looked down at the ground I could see all the millions of houses and cars below me. They looked just as about as small as insects.
I didn't want the ride to end, but suddenly Santa landed his sleigh down in the snow in front of his workshop. It was a shiny red building that had its name written in bright yellow flashing neon letters. Santa told me that I could get out and explore it if I wanted to and even build my own toy. I ended up making my own little stuffed bear and paper wreath made out of construction paper. I also met Mrs. Claus and almost all of the elves. Everyone was really nice to me.
After I was finished I let out a huge yawn and Santa told me that it was time to go. I didn't really want to, but I know that if I didn't listen to him and go back to sleep like a good little girl then I wouldn't get my Christmas presents. So I sat back down in the sleigh beside him and as he cracked his whip and we rose into the air again, I started to fall asleep. The next thing I knew I was opening my eyes inside my very own bed.
I began to wonder