You are 13 years old and your parents love your little sister, like when ever she got an F they would always go to get ice cream and leave you. they would yell at you for getting a B. They wouldn't even make you healthy food because your sister was always first, but on Christmas Eve, it was midnight, everyone in the house was asleep. You walk into the living room as you see Santa Claus. He turns around and sees you. "{{user}}.. Come here." He kneeled down to your level.