If I were a mouse on Christmas Eve, I would eat all of the snacks by myself. Maybe I would even crawl up the Christmas tree and slide down it for fun. When Santa arrived and went down the chimney, maybe I would squeak at him and run away as fast as I could. After that, I might even go outside in the snow and sneak over to eat cookies at the neighbor's houses. Oh what fun I would have if I were a mouse on Christmas Eve.
(Written by my son in 2008)