Harold was a plastic Christmas tree.His owners, instead of storing him away after the previous Christmas, stuck him in a side room.Tinsel still dangled from him.Some times the family cat misty,would raise her hind leg, just a little mind trick.That's all Harold needed. To smell like stale urine. Oh boy.Another Christmas.Harold dreaded it.
I hate it now.Harold thought to himself.Fake niceness, drunk relatives, spoilt kids. Maybe I could take a trip to Hawaii, yeah.sweet breezes,palm trees, Don ho...oh, he's dead. pretty maidens, putting a colorful wreath of floweres around my neck. Remember that Brady bunch episode?.... cool...... maybe I could learn to surf.Better than Greg,though.
Wait.I'm a Christmas tree.Oh boy.I'm only seven years old.I feel fifty. Oh.no.Here comes Bobby.spoilt kid.Hey!.leave that present alone. Don't shake it!... Now you've done it.That's perfume for your mother, you little brat Your parents never punish you.delicate genius.genius?....I don't think so.
Remember home alone? Now that kid, Kevin was cool.He was a little bratty at the beginning.hey.his Big.dumb.brother.ate all of the plain, cheese, piazza.Who can blame the kid.He was smart as a whip. When he goes shopping, by himself.he hands the cashier s coupon.she says "are you alone?" "Lady, I'm eight years old, do you think, I would be left alone?....I don't, think so"
He got those bandits.Made them squeel like pigs.This kid Matt.he's a sneaky one. He just grabbed a chocolate ornament off me.he's gobbling it down. Ut,oh.it's his sister Stephanie.She's shaking me!!!.... I am straight.... you ....Ahhhhh!!!!! There! ..... now you've done it, miss congialiality.my star fell off.
That's it. Blame each other.that's it.start screaming.God. I need to invest in earplugs.Oh no, it's mom and dad. Why don't you turn the heat up.Ebineezer. Look.moms tipsy.Her face is scarlet.why wouldn't she drink?
Oh.there's grandma. She's a grumpy.She looks like, I feel. Poor dear.I don't think her, hearing aid is working.good thing. There's uncle Fred.He brought his third wife with him She looks twelve.I think she's twenty five.Fred, you old dog!
Oh.no. there going to sing, Christmas carols. Silent night.......all....is ....calm...(no it's not!) All.....is .....all.......is.....bright........ Down........young .....virgin...(who wrote this,Kathy lee?)
I gotta go.My lights are burning, my stand is aching. Ah....it's snowing.......... That's so .........pretty......... Merry Christmas!
Jughead67. one big, happy world.
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