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It was a cold and quiet night in the city of Manhattan. I was outside, draped in a blanket with officers surrounding me. A reporter walked up to me holding a mic. A cameraman was taking him, recording his every move. He sat down next to me, holding a mic to my face. 209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs0TgfoFUca
"Is it rolling?" The reporter motioned to the cameraman. The cameraman, obviously very nervous, nodded. The reporter nodded at me, signaling that I should begin speaking.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwwLmfUE7ZY
"Christmas was my favorite holiday for as long as I can remember. I grew up believing in Santa, but when I turned twelve, my mother told me that Santa didn't exist, crushing my dreams of meeting him someday. I know it's dumb, but bear with me." I paused to take a deep breath.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ811Es4hweF
"My father left when I was three. I grew up without a father figure in my life, and believing that some man was giving me gifts every year made me feel like I had a secret father, sending me toys and games annually." The reporter laughed out loud, then covered his mouth. I nodded and sighed.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFtae2y66g0
"No, I know it's dumb. Anyway, yesterday I got a Christmas card. It had nothing in it other than an address. Me being... well... me, I followed it. Like an idiot. I found nothing but a note. A note with a phone number on it."209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlNC126PiIv
Suddenly, everything went black. I could feel my body fall backward and hit the pavement behind me. Was I unconscious? No, I could still hear them, shouting my name. Then, there was a voice. An old, almost jolly voice...209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGZsem1ypea
"Alex, the door's not locked. Just snap your fingers and you'll wake up." I was too dumbstruck to speak. I could suddenly see my hands, suspended in front of me. I rushed to snap my fingers, but the voice came back.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRbCMSoLkUv
"Are you sure you want to do that, Alex? You'll never see your mother again."209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8uAuDne1ru
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My mouth was agape, That's where she had gone! I hadn't seen her in over a week! 209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH4ban5UYiE
"Who... who are you?"209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvUraHsgpU0
"Guess!" The voice said with a deep laugh. 209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMJs1RHuEPI
"You're..."209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5dlRsNRIaU
"Merry Christmas, Alex."209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcHEcp6C0TX
Everything went white, like a flashbang had been thrown at my face, like a floodlight has burnt my eyes out. I looked down at my hands. They were normal. I started in front of me, at the spectacle before me.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGe4RD9KV3U
A large throne made of candy canes and human skulls rested atop a raised dais, which was lined with red and green ribbons on the sides. Upon the throne rested a very recognizable figure. One who all of us sing songs about. Jolly old saint Nicholas rested upon the candied throne, gazing down at me, then suddenly spoke.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAuJeroyZh7
"This is not my true form, Alex. This is what Humans presume me to be. Do you want to see what I really am?" I shook my head violently. Whatever it was, I did NOT want to see it. Santa laughed heartily, then stared at me, emotionless. Then, he spoke.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP23m65leZ0
"Too bad. It's too late to shy away now, Alex. Come, sit on my lap. Tell me what you want for... Christmas. " He said that last part with a sinister laugh. It chilled me to the bone, but I knew that if I didn't go, something terrible was going to happen. 209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOeMyVNeTvn
I stepped onto the dais, approaching... it. I stood before Santa, hesitating.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHErZFHFPJP
"SIT DOWN!" Shrieked the angry Santa. Suddenly, I felt something grab my foot and drop me into Santa's lap.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2f2SzzUt7n
"Now tell me, Alex... what do you want for Christmas...?" He whispered.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCybKbDon3Y
"I... I want to leave..."209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAtCsWy39sx
"Oh- but your poor mother? What will you do?" I shuddered. Then, the most horrifying thing I had ever seen, happened. Santa's eyes rolled back into his head, and he opened his mouth. I could count seven eyes open up from the back of his throat.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFs0s7X39Gg
Fifteen now eyes opened up on the creature's face, blinking and staring at me horrifically. Then, it began to sing.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4A8r7bAnjh
"He sees you when you're sleeping..."209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt1kAHctT4V
"He knows when you're awake."209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡY9QZSBvPOM
"He knows when you've been bad or good..."209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2fMz6oGuHA
"So be good for goodness' sake."209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYAKB9B9AiJ
"You are a very bad child... Alex. This is your coal in the stocking. YOU did this. YOU!" He raised his hand slowly, and his fingernails grew to talons, then to claws. He moved his hand, closer and closer.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoCS3bqgUeD
"Santa... claws... is coming... to town."
When I woke up, I was in front of my Christmas tree, wrapping a present. I tied the bow tight, then laid back in my sofa. It was comfortable, like I was sitting in Santa's lap at the mall, telling him what I wanted for Christmas.209Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ7HuiXUOHb
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And that's when I remembered everything.
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