It was a very cold, windy winter night at Down Valley . This is the first year Bella moved to lived in there after her mother had separated with her father last year. Down Valley was known to be a far-far-away land.505Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6yAp1rectw
Bella was crouching around the warm fireplace, the wind outside the lucid window was blowing fiercely than before. The wood was shattering and the birds were gone. All gone.
Bella, holding a big fat mug of hot chocolate , was trying to blow off the heat.
'' Mum, why don't we ever get snow in here.'' she asked quietly finally after so many years of curiosity.
''It's not cold enough down here my dear, but surely the other mountain next to our village has been known to snow .''505Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTH7m2IORop
'' Can we drive up there to see this Christmas?'' ''I mean, just drive around, you know, i have never seen snow'' 505Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxynWY7z4U3
''Sure, have you written your Letter to Santa Papa?''
''you know i don not believe in this mom'' Bella reply hastily as she finished her last slip of hot cocoa and went straight to the bedroom.
On that night, during the middle of her sleep , suddenly there’s a knock on the door. Bella was never a deep-sleep kind of person, that strange knock stiffened her nerves. For a moment there, she thought maybe it was mum. But no, the knocking sound kept getting louder and louder. The whoever was behind the door seemed so inpatient that he or she finally cracked open the door.
Gasped Bella, heartbeat pumping heavily against her chest.
''Merry Christmas'' that voices whispered, hanging a christmas stock around the doorknob without revealing it (his , her ?) face under the starry night.
And the next morning, there were no presents hanged on the doorknob. That Christmas, the gift had been so mysterious that Bella could not find any clue left behind; the only place it could be appeared was in Bella's heart.
Who was it?
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