The villages and cities are dreaming under the snow blanket. At the door of every house there are silver bells, of a marvellous splendour. The firs aren't missing from any house, they are nice adorned with sparkling tinsel. 

    But next to my house there is a house with no light and a child it's sitting outside and crying. I wonder why? Why isn't he entering in the house? Why isn't he happy that winter came? 

    Every people I've met was very happy and I was happy too, but when I see him sad that makes me sad too. I've decided that I'll go to him and ask him why isn't he happy that winter came ? I took my coat and got out. When I've reached the house I asked the child why is he crying. He told me he was living whit his older brother but he left two years ago and all the time he was waiting for him, he thought that winter will bring him back but she didn't and that's why he is crying. 

    His brother send him money every month but neither a phone or at least a word into a postcard didn't send. The child told me that on a day at school they're teacher asked them to write a letter to Santa Claus in advance and when she saw what he wrote she said that Santa could never bring his brother home. That's why he was crying. The angry winter crosses into a storm of dust leaving behind the most awaited gift for children : snow. 

    The winter it's proud of her beauties. Some winters are without snow but the cold frost it's unchanged, even if it doesn't snow, blushing the children cheeks. I told the child he could stay to my house for a time and I'll try and contact his brother. 

    He smiled just for a second and I took him into the house, brought something for him to eat. Outside the cold and blue night was coming over the town. After he finished eating I showed him a room and put him in bed. The moon was droping her silver and was seeding us to sleep, dreaming about our wishes. 

    In the morning I waked up ,made breakfast and I've gone upstairs to wake up Julian too. He ate and after I asked if he know he's brother's phone number. 

    He told me that he doesn't even no where he's brother is. I was shocked and without hope left of finding his brother. Days were passing fast and Christmas was knocking at the door. I asked Julian if he wants to go with the other children to sing carols. 

    He didn't wanted to. The children from outside were watching the dance of the snowflakes. They were dresses with mufflers, with fur caps, back waistcoat like the bugs and they were wearing boots which weren't so easy to find in this town. While the kids were singing, the Night Queen was sitting on her throne full with rubys, who were so shiny that you have to close your eyes. 

    In this night it is said that after kids go to sleep Santa Clause comes slowly without making any noise and avoiding been seen brings them a lots of gifts. Let's hope Julian will be happy to see what gifts Santa brought to him. The night passed very fast and in the morning I waked up and saw Julian opening a gift and for the first time he was truly happy. 

    The bell ranged and I got to see who it is. There were two men dressed in black from top to bottom. They didn't look so happy. I asked them who they are and they showed me some cards on which was written special agents FBI. I was shocked and asked them why are they here. They told me that two years ago a man came to them and asked them to be an special agent, they put him to some test which he passed easily.