In a snowy little village, where snowflakes twirled in the breeze, Clara was waiting for Christmas with her knees up to her chin. 'Oh, Santa is coming soon!' she'd say, her eyes sparkling like candy canes.
The village was bustling, bustling, bustling! People zipped here and there, stringing up twinkling lights and fluffy garlands with flair. It smelled of gingerbread delight and hot cocoa with marshmallow mountains.
Clara loved how the village looked like a shimmering snow globe, with everyone smiling beneath their wooly hats and mittens. She spun! She twirled! She made angels in the fluffy snow patched ground.
Her best friend Marco joined the swirl, his laugh as bright as jingle bells. 'Let’s catch snowflakes!' he exclaimed, 'They feel like tiny, cold secrets from the sky.'
As evening fell, the village became an ocean of twinkling stars. Clara admired the tall, shimmering Christmas tree in the square, its lights dancing like fireflies.
A snow-covered whistle whooshed through the air. 'Santa's sleigh!' Clara whispered in awe. But wait, it was only Mr. Noel, the baker, with cinnamon buns warm from the oven.
Bells jingled! A reindeer clip-clopped by, or was it? Clara giggled, for it was just a snow-covered pony named Jingle, trotting proudly on his evening stroll.
Clara and Marco danced around the tree, their shoes slipping on the frosty ground. 'Christmas is almost here!' they cheered, their voices echoing like happy echoes bouncing off candy canes!
Underneath the colossal tree, Marco whispered a wish. Clara closed her eyes tight, wishing for joy, laughter, and extra marshmallows in her hot chocolate!
Later that night, Clara's dad told his enchanting Christmas stories. Stars and snowflakes drifted in her dreams, as the magical night lulled her to sleep.
On Christmas morning, Clara awoke to the soft melody of snowflakes singing at her window. 'Merry Christmas!' she exclaimed, joy fluttering in her heart like a hundred festive butterflies.
Indeed, Christmas was here with its merry twinkle and love all around. Clara knew, indeed, the day's true sparkle was the happiness shared amongst friends and family.
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