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This is a story about a young orphaned boy named, Eric, who went to live with his uncle at his secluded mountain cabin. Snow lay on the ground almost year round up in the valley, and their main mode of transportation is by toboggan or sleigh. Eric and his uncle get an unexpected visitor, during a severe snowstorm in their valley. This traveling stranger--whom Eric and his uncle left come in from the blizzard--suddenly, disappears, and he didn't even leave a footprint in the snow. I've always loved Christmas stories since I was a youngster myself. There's nothing more enchanting than living in the country at wintertime. Trudging through the deep snow to go sledding at my distant neighbors was a bonus. The half-mile trip gave me plenty of time to let my imagination run wild--especially at Christmas time--with all the colored Christmas lights twinkling off in the distance It was easy for me to envision Santa flying over the snow-covered treetops with his reindeer and sleigh shimmering in the moonlight. The incredible views were enough to stir anyone's imagination. So when I got older I remembered those earlier days when the crisp winter-winds would send me on an imaginary journey.
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This is a story about a young orphaned boy named, Eric, who went to live with his uncle at his secluded mountain cabin. Snow lay on the ground almost year round up in the valley, and their main mode of transportation is by toboggan or sleigh. Eric and his uncle get an unexpected visitor, during a severe snowstorm in their valley. This traveling stranger--whom Eric and his uncle left come in from the blizzard--suddenly, disappears, and he didn't even leave a footprint in the snow. I've always loved Christmas stories since I was a youngster myself. There's nothing more enchanting than living in the country at wintertime. Trudging through the deep snow to go sledding at my distant neighbors was a bonus. The half-mile trip gave me plenty of time to let my imagination run wild--especially at Christmas time--with all the colored Christmas lights twinkling off in the distance It was easy for me to envision Santa flying over the snow-covered treetops with his reindeer and sleigh shimmering in the moonlight. The incredible views were enough to stir anyone's imagination. So when I got older I remembered those earlier days when the crisp winter-winds would send me on an imaginary journey.
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