One Christmas Eve night I was fast asleep on the couch dreaming of what Santa would bring me. Suddenly I was awoken by a loud noise. Opening my eyes there was Santa sitting at the bottom of our chimney. He was holding his leg. I rushed over to see that he had broken his leg.
He asked me to help him deliver the rest of the presents. At first I was unsure about going. But I finally agreed to go. I road in his sleigh and delivered all the presents that were left. After going down the chimneys I would place the presents under the tree and stuff all of the stocking that were hung by the chimney. It was a lot fun. I don't want Santa to break his leg again but I hope I get to do it again next year.