As I sat on my leather rocking chair, placed adjacent to the frosty window with a cup of hot coco and one of my favourite books lying open on my lap I tried to peer out of the window. It was misty outside. I could only hear the pitter patter of raindrops and snow hitting on the roof top. It was cosy living near the woods with a lovely lake in front. I would never think of leaving my cosy cottage. I turned back and started reading my book again, i heard a loud thud, "Could the roof have broken” I thought in fear. But the noise didn't come from the roof it came from the door! I slowly tip toed barefooted to the door while my feat almost froze to the ground. I looked through the peek hole I couldn't see anybody? Perhaps they had come to the wrong cottage i thought but there it came again! Who could it be? I slowly pulled the door open there stood a little elf! I thought I would burst out in laughter but i just stood there with a stupid smile on my face! I asked why the elf came here in almost a whisper. He sang softly,

"I came to bring you new woollen socks! Apparently your brother said you would sit in that cot! But i am here because master said so, if i do say would you give me a marshmallow?"

Oh how peculiar i thought to myself. "Who is the master you speak of, and a marshmallow? Certainly little elf.

Then the elf sang in a loud, bold voice,

"Master would be your brother, mother and father! They will be coming for tea at half-past three! Now I have gone to flee! But give me that marshmallow please?"

What a silly elf! Here you go, your marshmallow! Tell them that I’ll be waiting at half-past three, now may you flee?

"Gooooodddbyyyyeee" the elf sung as he went along.