It’s Cristmas, and everybody has been wondering about the red present with yellow spots. It just appeared under our tree with my name on it. We were all confused, but we left it alone. In the morning, it was the last present to be touched, not knowing if it was safe or not. Finally I announced “Alright. We can’t just leave it here until next Cristmas, and the next.” Right after I said that, I darted for it and quickly took the lid of. A bunch of Cristmas like things came out. I closed it fast, thinking it was magical.