"Who are you?" asked Jack, frightened of the zombie-looking Santa that sat in a chair with chains joining his wrists.

"I am Santa!" he cried. "Help me!" Jack freed him and instead of saying thank you, he said, "I lied," I’m a zombie and I am going to eat you!" He extended his arms in front of him and closed the door. Click went the lock and he put the key back in his pocket.

"You are trapped!"

"N...

I was sleeping, soundly in my bed when the alarm went off and woke me up. "I hate mornings, I was sleeping!" I shouted grumpily to myself. I flung my pajamas on the floor and stumbled sleepily to my wardrobe. My bedroom was blue with three green curtains and two massive paintings. It was L-shaped with a door carved in wood and two lights hung on the ceiling near my bed. I collected my clothes and ...

In the heart of the trees,

I stood right in the middle,

Of a creepy scary forest,

With no end or exit.

What should I do?

Should I just wander round?

There was not a soul,

Just the trees for company.

What should I do?

I am lost here,

In the middle of nowhere,

With no friends, nothing!

Suddenly, out of the blue,

Came a sparkling red plane,

"It’s come to save me! Hurrah!"...