I woke up and I saw nothing but I heard a whimper. I could not find it but I heard it again. I was not allowedd to open my presents so I just went back to bed. Then I heard it again. It was a pup and it was under my bed.
I yelled to Mum and Dad “I got a puppy dog”. Mum and Dad was tired but I got them out of bed anyway. The puppy was 3 months old. He is black with yellow spots and his name is Sparky.
Mum and Dad gave me some Lego too but I didn’t play with that because I went for a walk with Sparky. When I got home Mum and Dad were not there and I could not find them. All was left was Mum in a photo. I said to my self I must find them. I spent years and months trying to find them.
Finally I found them and they died in my hands. I pulled myself together and I knew what to do. I had to go find Santa. He might be able to give Mum and Dad another chance to stay alive. He is very old and very wise. He gave me a chance and within a second Mum and Dad were alive and staying alive and we lived happily ever after.