Be Careful What You Wish For Late last Christmas Eve I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw a huge dinosaur! I thought they were extinct. This dinosaur had a spiny back and yellow and orange polka-dots. I thought I was dreaming, so I rubbed my eyes to make sure. I wasn’t dreaming. It had pointy ears like a rabbit and sharp teeth like a dog. I went to see if he was real, so I ran outside. He looked down at me with his two evil eyes. I picked up a rock and threw it at him. He growled at me. Then I knew he was real.
Later I remembered why he was there. When I was little, I wished for a dinosaur, and then I had my wish.
I ran back in and hid in the closet. Then wham! He knocked down the door. I ran and ran. I hid in the basement. He couldn’t get down there. I waited for mom and dad to get home. I was starving. Finally they drove up. They couldn’t find me so they started screaming and hollering my name. I screamed back.
Later that evening, they found me. We tried killing the dinosaur but prevailed. Then I thought of plan. I decided to go see Santa and wish the dinosaur away. I wished and wished with all my might. As I was going to sleep, I prayed and wished even more. I finally fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning and it was Christmas all over again. My wish came true. It was like nothing ever happened. My advice to all who dream and wish, “Be careful what you wish for.”By: Brittany Dyess, Steven Fillingane, and Cory Riley
Naughty, Naughty Reinelves
Late last Christmas Eve, I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw ten huge elves pulling Santa’s sleigh! They were gigantic. There was one very distinct characteristic of each, however all the same. They all had the body forms of reindeer. They all had hooves, antlers, and red noses like Rudolph. They looked very weird.
All of a sudden as I was standing there watching them, one of them turned toward me and yelled out loud, “Hey, why don’t you look at something else, we’re just doing our jobs.” I could feel my face start turning red as I looked at him and said “Um, what exactly are you?” He said “We’re reinelves and we give all you people in the world presents.” All of a sudden he says, “Hey, you want a cookie?” I said sure. When I was halfway finished eating it, I started transforming into one of them. I said, “Yo, help me out dude!” I didn’t consider it fair for me. Life’s not always fair though, is it? You don’t always get what you want, do you? I screamed again, “Hey! Help me out dude. Please? Help!” But all the reinelves started attaching me to the sleigh and off we went.
I was flying through the air and helping Santa pull his sleigh. We got to one house where a girl about my age was sitting on her roof all bundled up in her warm clothes while I stood there freezing. She was looking at all of the reinelves when the same mean one asked her if she wanted a cookie. I told her not to take it and that she would turn into a one of them, but she didn’t listen. Instead, she took it and started turning into Mrs. Claus! When she stopped transforming, she demanded that Santa get rid of the reinelves and the cookies and go home. Surprisingly, Santa agreed and took the reinelves and the cookies with him back to the North Pole. Mrs. Claus said that she would finish the delivery. After the reinelves and Santa left, they were never heard from again.
From that day forward, Mrs. Claus delivered all of the presents. Life went on as normal.Written By: Courtney Broome, Nora McDonald, Nicole Beech, and Amanda Bond
Runaway Skank!
Late last Christmas Eve, I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw a skanky man mugging Santa's sleigh! I didn’t know what to do. I got on top of my roof with a water-gun. The skanky man didn’t know what I was doing because I was so quiet. I found Santa all tied up with new Spider-Man silly string. I quickly untied him and gave him one of my water guns. We sprayed the skanky man with 4200 P.S.I. of pure power. We fell off the roof and fell into a bush. Then Santa thanked me for helping him and gave me extra presents. When we looked for the skanky man he was not anywhere to be found!
We soon learned that he was a bank robber. So Santa and I put on black shades, cocked our guns, and got ready to go hunting. We got in the sleigh and followed the footprints which lead to the place where he stole a car to get away. When we found him, we threw cookies at him. Also Santa hit him with his toy bag until the robber fell down. Then Santa got a Nerf gun out of his bag and shot him with darts.
The man ran off and jumped into a plane. The pilot of the plane was taking a nap in the cockpit. The robber pointed a gun at him and to start the plane and take off. As soon as the plane started to move, I told Santa that we have to go after him. So we jumped back in the sleigh and took off after him.
After a few minutes of catching up to the plane, I told Santa I had a plan. I told him that I was going to jump into the open door of the plane. When Santa moved the sleigh parallel with the door, I jumped. At that same time the robber noticed that I had jumped to get in the plane. He shut the door, and I hit my head on it.
Then I fell backwards, and suddenly I was struck by lightning. Wow, I am Super Woman! I flew back up to the door and knocked it down. Then I made the robber say he was sorry to Santa. Afterwards, I made him put on a Santa suit and take pictures with all the little boys and girls.By: Anna Aultman, Charlie Bennett, Daniel Broom, and Rachel Clark
The Christmas Car
Late last Christmas Eve I couldn’t believe my eyes at what I saw. I saw Santa’s new ride. It wasn’t a sleigh. It was a bright red Ferrari. I asked him where his nine reindeer were. He said, “Who needs nine reindeer power when you can get 900 horsepower?”
I said, “True, but where are they?”
He said, “They are retired. I can get from house to house in less time and get back home quicker.”
“Oh, but I thought Santa had to have a sleigh with his nine reindeer to be Santa Claus.”
"No, I’m not going to be late to getting home this Christmas.”
So, I saw Santa’s Ferrari go from house to house really fast. Then all of a sudden I saw the car break down on top of the next house. Santa had to call the North Pole and tell the elves to bring him the sleigh. He had to ride the sleigh once again. He looked very disappointed. So, I built a little model Ferrari and sent it to him.
A couple of weeks later I got a letter back from him saying, “Thank you.” The letter said he wasn’t going to try to get a faster ride any more. He said it just wasn’t right not to have his sleigh. So Santa had learned his lesson.
By: Chris Foster, Tyler Eads, and Kirsten PerrySanta Stays the Night
Late last Christmas Eve, I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw Santa with a huge bag of presents. He dumped them out along the tree. I ran and hid because I didn’t want him to see me. I peeked behind the tree and he was eating my cookies. Just then he pulled his boots off and made himself right at home.
I finally got up the nerve to ask him what he was doing. I went up to him and jumped back surprised I was there. I went up to him and he said, “ Hi, little girl, were you good all year?”
Of course I said, “Yes, but why are you sitting on my couch, eating my cookies and watching my T.V.? Shouldn’t you be delivering gifts to other boys and girls?”
“Normally yes, but this year my cable went out in the North Pole where I live so Mrs. Claus couldn’t record it for me.”
“ Well, I’m sorry about your cable and everything, but you better go before my mom and dad wake up.”
“Oh, they won’t wake up; they can’t even hear the T.V. So hurry up and go to bed.” I ran up stairs and lay in bed for hours thinking of how Santa was in my house.
The next morning I woke up and went downstairs to see if he was still there, and he was. He was asleep on my couch. I woke him up, and he fixed himself a cup of coffee. I looked at him he grabbed my daddy’s paper and went to the bathroom. An hour had gone by before he came out.
The phone rang. I answered and it was Mrs. Clause. She said the cable was fixed. I told Santa and he hurried home. I stepped outside and he got into the sleigh and said “Ho Ho Ho Merry Christmas.” My family and I shared Christmas and never mentioned Santa.By Jessica Fagan, Whitney Bounds, and Christina Mills
I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus
Late last Christmas Eve, I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw my mommy kissing Santa Claus underneath the mistletoe. I know you are supposed to kiss under the mistletoe, but I thought it was just a joke. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want dad to wake up. Then, all of a sudden the dog started barking at the reindeer that was outside. Dad opened up the door. I wanted to say something to stop him, but he walked down the hall. I closed my eyes and expected the worst.
A minute later Dad came back inside and walked down the hall. I couldn’t believe my eyes. He didn’t see them. All of a sudden he heard a noise. He looked in the den and there was his wife kissing Santa Claus. He didn’t say anything. He walked back in his bedroom and then back in the den, but Santa was gone. His wife walked past him and did not act like anything had happened. He asked her what she was doing and she said “nothing.”
We all went to bed and later that night I woke up and saw Santa putting a whole bunch of presents under our tree. After he left I went to see who all the presents were for and on the tag to mom it said, “To the sweetest daughter ever!”
Later when everyone woke up I pulled my brother into the kitchen and told him everything. He looked at me as if I were stupid and said, ”You didn’t know that mom was Santa and Mrs. Clause’s daughter? She only sees him once a year, so he was probably just giving her a goodbye kiss.”Written by: Raquel Broome, Kayla Williamson, Jasmine Clayton, and Travis Husted
The Fat Guy in the Living RoomLate last Christmas Eve I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw a fat guy in the living room. He was wearing a red suit. So I went to investigate. I bumped my leg on a table and he saw me. He started chasing me so I ran to my room and hid under my bed.
After a few minutes I heard him come in my room, so I slowly came out from under my bed and grabbed my baseball bat. When I looked up, there he was with a present in his hand ready to hit me with it. So I hit him as hard as I could with the baseball bat and he fell over and released a very smelly substance. I was like "ewe how gross" it smelled so bad. Well, then he started chasing me. I tripped and he landed on me. I thought I was going to die, but luckily I didn't, and then even though it was extremely hard ,I got up and started running again. That went on for about ten hours.
Eventually the fat man started getting tired. I could tell when instead of running he began to crawling, but I kept on going until finally the fat man stopped crawling and just lay there puffing for air. I didn't know what to do, so I went and got a stick and started poking him in the side to see what would happen. He just made this really weird sound. I can't really describe it. Then he stopped breathing. "I think he is dead," I said to myself. "Oh, no, I killed a fat man! I am going to go to prison! My life is ruined forever!"
Then I heard a noise, the same noise the fat man was making he was alive. He got up and started sighing and said, "Man, I ate way too many cookies." Then he started asking, "Who are you? Where am I? Why am I in an ugly red suit?"
He forgot to duck when I hit him with the bat again. Then I hit him 10 times in the head. He was unconscious, so my dad called the cops and they said he was a murderer and he was wanted. They said there was a reward of $40,000, so I got the reward and had the best Christmas ever.By: Michael Hudson, Summer Conine, Jessica Williams, and Charlie Bennett
A Christmas Mystery
Late last Christmas Eve I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw an angel. She was beautiful; she had dazzling wings, a halo, and she had the most beautiful smile I had every seen. Light shone off her so bright that I couldn't stare straight at her. She didn’t speak to me; she just stood there over our Christmas tree. She looked so peaceful.
She had blond hair and brown eyes. I just wanted to tell her, "Hey," and ask her what she wanted. But I couldn’t.
Later, she disappeared into the still night, but then she came back; it must have been within the hour. When she came back, I asked her, “Why do you come into my house?” She didn’t reply. She just stood there for a couple of seconds, and then "poof" she was gone. So I also said, "La la la later," and I was gone, too.
Later that night as I climbed into bed, right as I was about to fall asleep, she came back into my room. I said unto her, “Why did you come back?” and she disappeared again with no trace of where she went, but I think I have a clue. I believe that she went back up to heaven.
I think she was here to watch over me. Or maybe it was something else; I’m not sure because I don’t know what the Lord is thinking. I guess I will just have to wait and find out.By Jessica Skeen, Justin Robinson, and Stephen Calvin
Santa’s New Wardrobe
Late last Christmas Eve I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw Santa Claus in a bathing suit. I was so shocked, and I hoped he hadn’t seen me. I was thinking to myself, "Why is he wearing that kind of suit?" I said to myself, "Is it hot outside or something?"
When he left, I went outside I called my friend and said, “Did you see Santa Claus in that bathing suit?” He said no, he was in a bunny suit at his house. So we started thinking, "Why would Santa be delivering our presents in a bathing suit and bunny suit?"
So, we ran to our friend’s house to see if he was there yet, and sure enough he was on her roof wearing a dress.
We ran over to him and asked “Santa, where’s your red suit?”
Santa hesitated and said, “Well, that’s a long story. Mrs. Clause left it at the dry cleaners so I had nothing to wear.”
We thought he was crazy for a minute there. Then Santa said, “Obviously one of you saw me in the bathing suit and bunny suit. I thought I would go for something new, and besides it brings out he green in my eyes.’’
I thought to myself that Santa might want to work on a tan in that bathing suit.By Audrey Goar and group
The Mixed Up Christmas
Late last Christmas Eve, I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw Santa Claus coming down my chimney. At that time I went out of the house and got on the roof. I saw the reindeer and I started talking to them. Then all of a sudden, they started talking back and we started a conversation.
Suddenly in the middle of our conversation, I heard something. It was Santa coming back up the chimney. Then I jumped off of the roof and covered myself in snow so Santa couldn’t see me. As he passed over me, he accidentally dropped a big heavy gift on my face. It was the biggest and heaviest thing I’ve ever seen! I love big presents, so naturally I tried to unwrap it, but the darn thing wouldn’t let me. I tried harder and harder to get it open. Finally I gave up. Besides, I already had forty-seven gifts under the tree, but it sure would be nice to have forty-eight. So of course, I kept trying to open it but I just couldn’t.
Maybe I had to get a big knife and cut it open, so I went into the kitchen to get one. As I started cutting, I saw a label on the gift that said “To Adam from Santa.”
Later that day I called Adam and asked him what all he got for Christmas. He started telling me all of these great things, and then he said he had a moose in which the fur was braided. Then I knew it had to be his gift, so I ordered a U-haul and took it to his house. As the moose started eating through the paper, we saw a gray tail. When he got through, we saw a big elephant in the box. We were shocked and couldn’t understand why he was getting all of these animals. Then Adam looked at his Christmas list, which said….By Jared Carlson, Adam Mohamed, and Richlynn Greer
Where Are All of the Cookies?
Late last Christmas Eve I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw what had happened in my kitchen! Let me tell you what happened: I got hungry at about 11:07, so I went into the kitchen to get some cookies. When I opened the jar, there weren’t any left. I figured that we had put all of them out for Santa, so it was no big deal.
I crept into the living room to see if the cookies were on the plate that was set out. When I got there, they were all gone. I wondered what could have happened to them because there were no Santa presents out yet. “Where could they be?” I thought to myself.
All of a sudden I heard a racket. There was a big fat man shimmying down my chimney! At first I thought it was Santa Claus, but it wasn’t. It was actually a fat cable dude who had been trying to see if we were still hooked up to his cable company. Well, I got scared and grabbed the first thing I saw: a candy cane. He had little time to react, so he lunged at me with a piece of cable, but thankfully, he missed. I threw my candy cane at his head, and it hit him with a thump. He then threw another piece of cable at me, but this time I got caught as it wrapped around me like a rope.
He said, “I’ll let you go if you promise that you won’t throw any more food at me!” I then told him I wouldn’t, so he let me go. He turned on the television, and we saw that we still had cable. He said, "Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!” and shimmied back up through the chimney.
All of a sudden I woke up with a jerk and ran into the kitchen. When I opened the cookie jar, there were still plenty of cookies left. It was all a bad dream. Oh, what would I do without my cookies? Of this I do not know!By Audra Miller, Aimee Carpenter, and Ben Whitehead
A Crazy Christmas
Late last Christmas Eve I couldn’t believe my eyes at what I saw. I looked out my window and the grass was purple. There was a red 03’ Firebird in my driveway that wasn’t there the night before. I was thinking, "Someone help me! I’m freaking out over here." Then I saw my dog jump off my house; then he jumped back on. Then a flying saucer landed in our yard. For some strange reason I was really happy to see a flying saucer. I thought that was really cool. I was going crazy and so was my dog.
We went outside and got to ride in the flying saucer and the Firebird. That was a really cool day for me. I’ve never been so shocked in my entire life. My parents were just as shocked as I was. They couldn’t believe it. We all got to ride to town in the Firebird and in the flying saucer.
Then when we got to town in the flying saucer, my dog ran right to Petsmart and went shopping for himself and me. My mom and dad got in the red perfect Firebird and drove all around town and went shopping all day. Then we went out to eat. We had so much fun.
Then after that we went to go pick up our dog Spud from Petsmart, but Spud wasn’t there, so we called for the saucer to come get us so we could look for Spud, but it didn’t come. I realized that my friends had played a joke on me. They had given me sleeping drugs and thrown me into my neighbor’s pool. I was freezing, so I ran inside and jumped into the shower.
Problem was, it was my neighbor’s house. Mrs. Johnson walked in and saw me, so I grabbed a towel. I was so shocked I thought to myself, Maybe if I’m really still she won’t see me." Strange thing was, it worked. Then I went back home, blew up the flying saucer, gave the Firebird to Caitlin, and tied lead balls to my dog's feet so he couldn’t jump so high. That was the craziest day in my entire life.Written by: Chad Hurst, Kayla Creel, Caitlin Cook, and Michael Wilks
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