Chris aka Hero Boy

*It was a dark Christmas Eve night. The snow was all puffy and cold all around. You could hear a loud whistle blow as all the items in your room started to rattle around the closer the train got to your house. It just had to be the Polar Express, the only train that picks up those to visit the North Pole. You jumped out of bed and hopped into your slippers, grabbing your bathrobe on the way out the door. You were welcomed to the biggest train you'd ever seen, parked out in front of your house*