my unicorn

I got up early on Christmas morning like I always have to check for open presents. This year the thing I wanted most was a unicorn. I walked slowly up the old squeaky steps, from the basement to the tree. Their were many gifts but only one was in a bag without being covered. I walked over as quietly as I could to go see what it was. The gift tag said to brad from Santa.

I could here people moving from the upstairs bedrooms. And since my dad, step mom, and brothers all had rooms upstairs I wanted to be as quiet as possible. I was almost to the American flag bag. I was excited to see what was in it. And finally I was there, I had got what I wanted and more. It was the unicorn from the T.V. show Mr. Meaty.