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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. 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2rorEh4bIY
"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.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgbqbyX1vml
"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.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA7ogKakmq1
"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.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnS0rAWN6a7
"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."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxTQo9V6eMV
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...192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡe1suQK2HtC
"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.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA4DZLV8PDI
"Are you sure you want to do that, Alex? You'll never see your mother again."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4f5oPG6tvX
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My mouth was agape, That's where she had gone! I hadn't seen her in over a week! 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4tr3DsOZ0A
"Who... who are you?"192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaXL24hT75J
"Guess!" The voice said with a deep laugh. 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS1BJa7qaRt
"You're..."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI75kk437Qz
"Merry Christmas, Alex."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7A9qLTE0dY
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.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfd8fQVAKd1
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.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnZGEl03Wi9
"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.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsdAXqVoVGC
"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. 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOTlwN2a2Q0
I stepped onto the dais, approaching... it. I stood before Santa, hesitating.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXE5HLRkOtY
"SIT DOWN!" Shrieked the angry Santa. Suddenly, I felt something grab my foot and drop me into Santa's lap.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXJm7UfMXZ4
"Now tell me, Alex... what do you want for Christmas...?" He whispered.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG4u3jJotow
"I... I want to leave..."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWgJd4h4iVr
"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.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYjB4bC1YnY
Fifteen now eyes opened up on the creature's face, blinking and staring at me horrifically. Then, it began to sing.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7A4pjTjxXL
"He sees you when you're sleeping..."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8C1KFAOPU9
"He knows when you're awake."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKmQgj0kIK1
"He knows when you've been bad or good..."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIRT1m7K9yK
"So be good for goodness' sake."192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvnrQKIHbod
"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.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡalaifLjex9
"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.192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡann3y70ihL
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And that's when I remembered everything.
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