By Hannah Elizabeth Steele
"Luke! Hayley! What is going on guys? You seem so excited about standing in this long line with all these strange people. What gives?"

"Santa? Do I know Santa? You know I am not fond of new people."

"HE DOES WHAT? He comes down OUR chimney and leaves us presents while we are sleeping. Is that even legal?"

"Hayley, I know you are trying to comfort me and tell me, oh, he is so nice, but I' m not buying it."
"SERIOUSLY! You have got to be kidding me. You are leaving me HERE on his LAP. I've had it with you people."
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