The time has come. Christmas! When you hear Christmas carrolers singing gracefully; when you hear wrapping paper being teared into shreds; when you smell mince pies wafting in the air, then you know Christmas is near. My celebration for Christmas will be great. I ran rapidly to the sparkling Christmas tree. I scrambled through the presents, chucking others till I saw a present wrapped in red wrapping paper with a velvet ribbon. I shook it. I felt nervous. It moved. “Woah, this present seems strange,” I muttered. I opened it. It was a dog. His eyes were ready to kill.