Eight eleves snick into every present on Evergreen Street.

When I knocked over the tree, my mom turned all shades of red.

The icicles dripped through my mittens covered hands.

His present stacked sky-high!

Colourful candy canes blanketed the Christmas tree.

Thud, went the sleigh as it landed on our roof.

The snow covered trees were drooping with sadness.

The carrots made a crunch as the reindeer indulged.

My hands were as toasty as a marshmallow in the fire.

My new blanket was dressed in snowflakes.

The snow fell continuously for years.

The gust of wind was a frosty snow cone to my lips.