Christmastime was my favorite time of year as a child. As this Christmas was different from previous due to the divorce, I began to think about Christmases past and I remembered my favorite-Scavenger Christmas
"WAKE UP!!!" I yelled as I rushed into my brother, Brandon's room. "It's Christmas!!! And it snowed!"
Brandon hopped out of bed instead of his usual moaning and groaning and we ran into the den where Mom and Dad were waiting. We ripped open the beautifully wrapped presents and giggles and smiles were all around. Ahhh, I thought...this was a great Christmas.
Brandon and I began to help clean up the sparkly trash when I noticed two small envelopes on the tree. "Hey what is this?" I asked. I ripped it open as Brandon gently opened his. "Your first task is to get ready for a trip outside. You are going on a treasure hunt--a Christmas Hunt," I read.
Brandon and I quickly went to the coat closet to bundle up and follow our next clue. We went all around our snowy acre of land looking for our Christmas Treasure. Finally, the last clue. "What? back inside?" I exclaimed. So, back inside we went to find...our brand new bikes!!
"All right!" Brandon yelled as he scrambled onto his new bike.
"Unbelievable!" I echoed with surprise.
Sparkly. New. Smell of leather. I could already feel the wind in my face, if only it wasn't a white Christmas.