it went christmas night, my small christmas tree lit up my coxpzy warm room. i was tucked into bed waited for santa to arrive. i was dozing off as i heard santa’s bells on the roof, then the rustle down the chimney. i’m going to be the first to catch him i thought. once the movement in the chimney stopped i crept out my bed and slowly climbed down the stairs. i had reached the bottom, there he was standing there eating the cookies and milk. he was fatter than i had thought, dirtier. he didn’t seem like the santa i imagined. i went to step down off the stairs and the floor creaked. santa turned around and stared at me with the scariest glare known to man. seconds after staring at me he smiled real big with sharp teeth and cookie crumbs around his mouth. she started to run towards me, fear ran through my body.