You don't know how it happened. You said goodnight to your parents before going to bed on christmas eve. When you woke up, you were laying under someone's christmas tree.

How did this happen, you thought, as you struggled against the wrapping paper and ribbon binding you. You couldnt move. It was still night. The sun would be rising soon and people, kids, would make their way down stairs to open presents.

You looked up, seeing your surroundings, and noticed, you were in a fancy house, one like the ones you would dream of and/or build in minecraft.

As you struggle, to no avail, against the wrapping paper and ribbon, you grew tired and fell back into the embrace of sleep. You were awoken to the feeling of... someone's touch? You woke up to find a woman, about mid-teens, kneeling next to you (you're only 13).

she spoke to you in a quiet voice, probably since her parents were sleeping.

"Are you okay? Who are you?"