Dear Diary, You would not believe the amount of work us elves have had to do this year. Honestly I think it’s more work than any other year. But I’m not complaining, I love making toys for all of those special children in the world. In my eyes every single one of them deserves at least one gift. I love children, even if some of them can be a bit well...loud, I still love them because you know when you make them laugh or smile you get this feeling where you can’t help but laugh or smile along with them. I think it’s great. And the best part of my Christmas, well my year is the faces of all the children that have a huge smile on their faces after opening up their gifts. It just warms my heart and makes me fall in love with my job over and over again each year.
Oh and Santa. We cannot forget about him. He is just so jolly and happy all of the time you can’t help but be in a good mood all the time. Santa is so kind and caring to all us elves and we all love him so much. We are all so happy here and can’t work for another place to spend our lives. We wouldn’t trade our lives for anything.
This year has been amazing and I can’t wait for next year! YIPPEE!!!
He is the most powerful guy in the business. He has everything he wants and needs. But there’s just one thing he doesn’t have. Me...
When I first started working here I knew he took an unusual interest in me and no other newbie. I was flattered and grateful at first and didn’t waste the opportunity to be noticed but as time went on things got quite unusual in his behaviour and attitude towards me. I thought we were becoming friends and I was all for that. It was nice. But then I realised that he was becoming a little obsessive. Asking me to come into work early, spend longer hours, giving me tasks that bit even his secretary does. It’s just getting too much. But trust me I’m so grateful for the opportunity and I’m happy to spend more time working if it means more money but it’s just getting a little too much for me.
It is a Saturday and I got asked into work two hours early, but from my point of view this was normal. But as I walked through the entrance to the towering skyscraper I noticed no one was here. In the past, there was always at least one person here as well as me and my boss but today there was no one. Most of the lights are all off. I’m wondering if I should just walk out and call in sick or something cause this doesn’t feel right at all. Oh thank goodness...he walked out, scaring the hell out of me might I add. Then I followed him up to his office where I always go. Slowly stepping into the office and he locked the door behind us, then without a time to react he shoved me against the wall. My heart was in my throat I couldn’t breathe, I didn’t know what to do. His face slowly crept closer towards mine, closing the gap between us. I wanted to pull away, fight back, say something but something inside me told me not to. Leaning in and kissing my neck moving up to my ear, I could feel his hot breath against my earlobe. Without warning, he whispered something into my ear, ‘I don’t have you, the only one I don’t have and the only one I really want’. I couldn’t help but close my eyes. I felt like I was on fire. Then with that adrenaline kicking in I gripped onto his jacket and shoved him so he was now against the wall. Then whispering in his ear, ‘then take me’. That is all it took. I now had no control. This was it and there was no stopping it. He now has all he wants. Power. Money. Sex. Me.
It’s just I don’t know what to think. It’s amazing. It’s beautiful. I’m literally lost for words. No word can explain how beautiful it really is. Her hair as soft as silk. Her skin as bright as the sun. Her wings as delicate as china plates. Her body as dainty as fresh flowers. Her eyes as shimmery as a diamond in the sunlight. It was just so mesmerising I couldn’t look away. The last thing I expected when I woke up this morning was this.
She finally awoke from her 18 hour sleep, but with no memory of what happened. She was confused and angry that she had no idea where she was or why she was here. She was in pain. And a lot of it. As her mind trailed off into wild thoughts the doctors came creeping in. She couldn’t help but notice their expressions on their faces, they looked sad almost distraught but in a sorry kind of way. What was going on? Why did they look like this? As her mind was speeding off with more thoughts, the doctors opened their mouths and started to talk. The room was filling with an explosion of huge and complicated words that she thought were the reason to do with what had happened. But she still had no idea. She hated feeling this way. He anger was believing up inside her as she thought this. Without thinking she shot a question straight at the doctors interrupting them, “what the hell are you talking about?”, stunned by what they were asked, they knew they would have to explain it all more simply. A few minutes later, her facial expression turned from confused and angry to fury and distraught. The doctors noticed her expressions and decided to leave her alone, so slowly stepped out of the room. She couldn’t believe it. How did this happen?
As all of these questions rushed through her mind. She realised what the doctors had just told her. That she had a rare brain injury. They’ll try all then can to help. But they have no idea what they’re doing in other words. She had to stay under the supervision and care of the doctors for the rest of her life. Or what’s left of it anyway.
So...what now?
I don’t know if I can do this. I don’t want her to be given to science. They don’t need her body. All they’re gonna do is open her up and look inside her and well whatever else. I can’t let them do that to her. I need to hide her body and leave her to rest in peace. That’s the whole thing with dead people right. To leave them to rest in peace. RIP. HELLO??? Well I’m gonna bury her so no one is gonna touch her. NO ONE!! U here me? No one is gonna touch my sister. Ok now all I gotta do is bury her. Somewhere where no one is going to find her. Hmm... I GOT IT!!!
I don’t remember. What happened? OMG! Where was I? How did I get here? I swear there was someone else here... I heard another voice... Please tell me I’m not going mad... ‘Your not going mad’ the voice said. I literally stood there in fear. Working up the courage to move a limb I turned around in a circle... But nothing... What’s going on? Please someone help me. ‘We’re gonna get you’, the voice said inside my head.
It was supposed to be just a normal Saturday. But it wasn’t. It never is. Why can’t I sleep in late, eat fatty food, watch tv until my eyes fall out. Why can’t I just laze around and block out the whole world for JUST ONE DAY! You really wanna know why I can’t do ANY of these amazing things. I’ll tell you why. IT’S YOU. ALL YOU. IT’S ALWAYS BEEN YOU. YOU ARE THE REASON I CAN’T DO ANY OF THESE...
Ahem... well I’m sorry about that. And yes I am EXTREMELY and UTTERLY INFURIATED with YOU. Just in case you didn’t already get that from up there. Well on that note, I’m going to tell you why it’s YOUR fault. Because you are IRRITATING, BLIND and OMG! F***ING STUPID!... oh... um... I’m... sorry... I keep... doing this... don’t I?... wow... just let me... catch... my breath... a second... or maybe... a few mins...
Ahem. Well that’s much better cheers for letting me take a break for a while. I really needed that. And for the record I don’t usually curse. Not in stories anyway. Not that I’m saying this isn’t true because there’s this assumption that people have where all stories aren’t true and just ‘made up’. Yeah whatever! You don’t get a say in whether or not this story is true or not. I do. Because this is MY DAMN STORY NOT YOURS SO STOP TRYING TO TAKE CREDIT FOR MY ACHIEVEMENTS AND CREATIONS. YOU WANT TO FEEL SPECIAL... WELL TOO BAD YOU USELESS PIECE OF CRAP... oh my goodness I did it again. I am deeply and truly sorry. It’s just when I get angry or enraged I just rant for what seems like... well forever. But it’s not my fault. I can tell that straight through this screen your holding, you’re judging me and about to stop reading just to make me more vexed. Ha ha look I just used a word that you probably don’t know the meaning of. I bet your gonna go look that up now aren’t you? Yes that’s what I thought. Tee he I was right and you were wrong. OMG! Did I make you angry. NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL. IT SUCKS DOESN’T IT. FEELING USELSS AND WRONG. Anyway I’m going to begin to wrap this little story up now cause your boring me and I’ve never been this angry with someone in a while. Well maybe once. Twice. Three. Wait it’s four. Oh well you’ve made me angry. Now I’m going to say goodbye. But not that goodbye where you smile and wave and say it like you can’t wait to see them again. Ha ha no way. The one where you’re talking to your ex saying goodbye with that hair flick and those scowling eyes and possibly, quite possibly that finger. So that’s the goodbye I’m now doing for you. And just for you. Because... You were the only reason, the only reason at all.