Tim’s Twelve Days before Christmas
Day 12
Tim woke up and hopped out of bed. It was Christmas Eve and
a couple of his uncles were coming over to spend the rest of the week with
them. Tim quickly got dressed and ran down stairs. He had slept late and his
uncles were supposed to be there early. He walked into the living room. No one
was there so he checked the dining room. Natasha and his parents were there
giggling. “Why are you giggling” Tim asked. They all stopped giggling and
looked at him. They didn’t say a word so he looked out the window.
There in the driveway were his Uncle Charles truck and his
Uncle Tom’s Corvette. Tom was really rich and always had some expensive
presents for them. Tom was also very funny and loved to tease Tim.
Tim started looking around the house. He found no one so he
went back up to his room. He walked through the door only to be scared by his
two uncles. Tim jumped into the air and landed on his back. His uncles laughed
while Tim got back up. “Guys you should be ashamed, You almost scared me to
death.” Tom giggled “That’s a fact.” Charles smiled and said hello to Tim.
“How did you guys get up here? I searched the whole house?”
Charles smiled and pointed to the window. Tim looked out the window and saw a
ladder leading up to his window.
If two of his uncles got together they did crazy stuff and
kept Tim on the lookout. They all went down to the dinner table to eat
breakfast. His mother had made breakfast casserole. His uncles ate almost half
of the casserole trying to see who could eat the most. Tim was stuffed after he
ate his first plate but his uncles ate at least 3 plate fulls a piece.
After they cleaned up the meal his uncles went to the living
room and went to sleep on the floor groaning. Tim smiled at the sight and the sound.
He pulled out his smart phone and recorded a short clip of them groaning. He
posted it on Facebook and giggled. His mother turned on the TV and switched
from channel to channel trying to find a suitable Christmas movie. There were
lots of Christmas movies but she was trying to find a certain one. She couldn’t
find what she wanted so she turned to the Polar Express.
Tim was texting Gregory when Tom sat up and yawned. “What
time is it?” he asked.” “Its 1 pm” Tim’s mother said. “Oh ok, I’m going back to
sleep.” Tom lay back down on the floor and was soon snoring.
Tim jumped up from where he was and ran into his room. He
grabbed several tiny toy dinosaurs then ran back down the stairs. He replied to
a text then walked over to his sleeping uncles. Tim took the dinosaurs and set
them on his uncle’s faces. He stepped back and took a picture. He smiled and
posted it on Facebook. He texted Gregory the picture also.
His uncles woke up several hours later and threw the
dinosaurs at Tim. Tim laughed as he hid behind a chair. Tim and his uncles went
outside and played with fireworks for a little bit then went in for lunch. His
uncles had another contest but didn’t nap afterwards. They played Nerf with Tim
till supper. Tim liked his uncles because they would act like children and
argue a lot. Several Times Charles and Tom got in a fight of who got shot. Tim
stopped the arguments by shooting both of them in the head. They ate supper and
put up some air mattresses for Tim’s uncles. They all went to sleep with
tomorrow on their mind.
There were 0 days till Christmas.
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