Ah, yes. This is a sight we're all familiar with. A quiet neighborhood getting ready for the holidays. The air is filled with thousands of tiny little snowflakes. Snow covers the ground like one giant fluffy white blanket. It makes the season more merrier. No wonder why people say this is the best time of the year. But I'm not here to go on and on about how Christmas is amazing. Oh heck no! I'm here to tell you all a Christmas story.

Now, if you all think this is gonna be your average Christmas story where people are visited by ghosts or see a talking snowman or a flying reindeer with a red nose or even Santa Claus, you are dead wrong. Well, we might see a Santa in this, I don't know. But this isn't your average Christmas story! Period. The story I'm gonna tell you all is different from those.

Look to your right. You see a quiet street with big houses. They are decorated for the holidays with lights and wreaths and anything else you can imagine. One house has a bunch of snowmen in front of it and another has a Santa sleigh on the roof. God I hope they got it up there okay... anyway, I would like you to focus on the biggest house on the street. Look in the backyard. You see a little boy playing with his best friends in the snow, just like children do when they're at this age. This little boy, he's important. He's the hero of this story. And this is the story of the little boy, his family and friends, two thieves and two Christmas miracles.

Let us begin...