It was Christmas day, and my sister comes bounding into my room at like 10:30 am to wake me up.           “Merry Christmas Jake! Mom says to get up now.” She said.           “Uugghh!” I moaned, still tired from a party last night. It would’ve been torture waking up this early if it wasn’t my sister waking me up. My sister Rebecca is 16 a year younger than me, even though she doesn’t look it. She has luscious blonde hair w...