It’s one week before Christmas. You get to your room after walking around outside in the cold to see the decorations your neighbors have put up. You take off your jacket and gloves and rush upstairs to your bedroom to get warm. Quickly, you take off your clothes and put on your favorite pair of pajamas.
You take the blankets from the linen closet in the hall and toss them all on the bed, along with a couple of pillows. You even decide to take out your old stuffed animal from when you were a kid and put it on the bed too. You get into the middle of the bed and place the pillows all around you, making a nest. Then, you put the various blankets on top of yourself and hug the stuffed animal.
It’s dark, but you can see a little from the street lamps outside casting their warm glow through your window. You can hear the bugs chirping outside and you curl up in that bed with your face covered with one of the blankets. It takes only a few minutes for you to fall into sweet dreams of tomorrow.