I was 5 years old, and I woke up early on Christmas Day. I still vividly remember how still and quiet everything was. Dawn had barely arrived. The room was dark and felt a little cold, even though I somehow managed to swaddle myself in my blanket some time during the night. I could barely see the outline of my parents as they slept on their bed.
As soon as I realised what day it was, I wriggled my hand out from under my accidental cocoon and immediately reached over my head, groping around my pillow. I let out a little yip of excitement when my hand touched something covered in glossy paper.
Please excuse my cheesiness, I felt like writing my earliest Christmas memory like a story for some reason!
I don't remember what the present was anymore, but the reason why my mother started placing Christmas (and birthday) gifts somewhere above my head after I'd gone to sleep was so that I'd stop badgering her to wake up so we can go open presents... at 5 in the morning. Yep, even then, patience was never my strong point.
What's your earliest memory of Christmas? I'd love to hear it!
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