Once upon a Christmas... A short story by yours truly :3

[Mr Kittens and Gibberish]

It's Christmas morning! Janey thought, as she had just woken up and looked out her window. There was snow falling, tons of it, falling gently and softly as ever. There was white every where! The roof of the next door neighbors was covered with it, so covered that it looked like there was at least a foot of snow on their roof.

 

The swimming pool that Janey's family had in their back yard was solid ice, because their father had said he wanted to skate in the winter. It was just an excuse so he didn't have to drain the water out one last time, he didn't know how to skate and the ice would be untouched for the winter.

 

Janey had opened her door and raced down the stairs shouting "It's Christmas morning! Wake up everybody wake up!" as she had finally stopped down at the end of the stairs, she found that everybody had already waken up. Winter Wonderland had been playing, and her parents were kneeling down next to Jeffery her little brother, who was crying. They were trying to calm him down.

 

Her older Sister had been away for the holidays working on a business trip. Even though she had asked for the Christmas weekend off, Her employer was a mean old grouch like always and told her, "if you want to keep this job, you’d better be on that flight to New York, I don't care if you want to be with your family." That's what Janey thought Jefferey had been crying about. Tom the second oldest, had been sitting on the sofa. His head was tilted downwards, looking depressed. Apparently all of Janeys family had been upset about something.

 

Janey walked towards everybody and blurted out, "Why is everybody so sad? Whats wrong with everybody?" In a disappointed tone. Her mother was also crying, not only was she trying to calm Jeffery down, she had also been trying to keep herself calm. Her father had an angry, but puzzled look. Pondering on the event that had just taken place.

 

"I don't know how to explain it honey, the only thing that I can think of is to show you." Her father had taken down her stocking over the fire place, and handed it to Janey. She started to cry. "Apparently all of our stockings have coal." All she did was cry the entire rest of the day. She had done nothing to deserve this, she had been good all year. She didn't even bother to think of herself not once. At school she was in the Christmas play, she volunteered to pick up trash on earth day, and she gave everybody in her class a present, even her teacher Mrs. Dandee, who everybody in her class despised. So this was ridiculous, It was absolutely pathetic! That fat old man had been rude, and mean. Her stocking had been overflowed with coal, black ugly filthy looking coal.

 

This was the last straw. Janey had gone over to the Christmas tree. It was very pretty, and decorated nicely. She looked under the most magnificent tree they have ever had. She noticed that Santa Claus had eaten the cookies they had left out for him the previous night, The milk untouched. Still sobbing, she saw a Christmas present for all of her family. But it wasn’t under the tree, it was next to it.

It was half the size of her brother Tom, and he was at least five feet. It was wrapped in a majestic, arousing looking bright red wrapping paper. It was a perfect cube, and was tied with a bright green ribbon, and a huge bow had been placed on the top.

 

Janey's father picked up the enormous box and placed it in the middle of the bright white carpeting in the room, that had just been put in last week and was white as snow. Together the children pulled on the bow, and off the ribbon fell. The children picked up the lid to the box and threw it on the floor, away from the box. It was filled with coal! Full of it, black filthy, dirty coal!

 

As soon as they took off the lid to the box, all four walls fell, dumping and rolling all of the coal everywhere, making a huge circle of mess on the nice bright white carpeting. There was a white note on top of the pile, it was also filthy. Janey picked it up in a haste and read the contents of the note aloud, in a sobbish way. "Better luck next year! Have fun cleaning! NOT." She started to sob even louder, and dropped the note. It slowly fell onto the pile of coal , that now stained the carpet permanently.

 

Jefferey started crying again, louder then ever. The whole house was loud with sobbing and yelling. The father was cursing at a Santa Claus that was not there while he paced along the living room, Tom had gone up to his room and just laid on his bed staring at the ceiling with a cold blank stare.

 

Mrs. Claus had been sitting on her nice and comfy chair, seven feet away from the nice warm and comfortable fire place, with an angry furious look. She had a cup of tea in her hands. When Santa came into the house, Mrs. Claus had put down her tea on the coffee table right next to her red fluffy chair. "You drunk fool! What the hell is wrong with you! You just don't do that to anybody! You ruined Christmas for everyone around the world!" Mrs. Claus shouted at the top of her lungs. "I...I...I donth know wash yooor thalking aboutsh." Santa Claus drunkenly said as he wobbled his way over to his big green Lazy-Boy chair, passing out immediately. "That is it, I have had enough of this, your going to clean up your act, and apologize to the entire world! I am leaving, and I will not come back unless you do so!"

 

The world shall forever remember back to that one Christmas day, for it will be the last Christmas day that the world will celebrate, and forever the world had changed. Mrs. Claus never returned and had divorced her husband. Santa had given up on the world, and became a borderline alcoholic.

 

Fin.

 

Moral: Never have white carpeting in your home.

[rrhuntington]

Gud thing I have Berber. 

[Wam]

I have the sudden urge to get some white carpeting and see what happens.