(miniflash)

The snow was falling quietly, covering the town with a soft white carpet. The windows of the houses were glowing with warmth and comfort, and festive lights were being hung in every yard.

Children were running around the streets, making snowmen and laughing. In their homes, adults were preparing for a festive evening, and my grandmother was baking gingerbread cookies, filling the kitchen with a smell that brought everyone back to childhood.

Finally, when darkness fell on the city, the families gathered together. Children were eagerly waiting for gifts, and adults were enjoying the moment. In this silence and joy, everyone felt that the real miracle of Christmas was being together.