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Santa Claus


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“Santa Claus isn’t real,” said Johnny.


“Is too.” Janie glared at her big brother.


“He’s not, and I’m gonna announce it at supper.”


Janie’s lip started to quiver, so she stomped off to her room before Johnny saw the tears. He’s such a poopy head. She sat on the bed, her brow furrowed as she thought about revenge against big brother. Finally, an idea came to her. She would steal her big brother’s announcement.


Janie waited until Johnny was watching before approaching their mother. When his head peeked around the corner she started.


“Mom, I have something to tell you. I don’t believe in Santa Claus.”


Her mother looked into her eyes and asked, “Are you sure?”


“Yes. I’m a big girl now. Santa is for little kids.”


Janie’s eyes opened wide, and Johnny’s jaw dropped as they watched their mother grow bigger. Her skin turned into a green lizard-like covering, and even her head changed as she began to resemble a Tyrannosaurus, with tendrils for arms. She grabbed the little girl and gobbled her up in one bite.


Johnny ducked back behind the wall. His body shook as the sound of the creature’s footsteps got louder. His mother called to him. “Johnny dear, are you there?”


“Hi Honey, I’m home.” Johnny’s father walked in the front door, as the creature morphed back into a human being.


Johnny ran up to his room, jumped into bed, and pulled the covers over him so that only his eyes peeked out. He heard a knock, and, soon after, the squeak of the doorknob turning. The door opened, and his mom entered the room.


“Are you all right dear?” asked his mom.


“Yyyyes.” Johnny couldn’t help but stammer.


“That’s good, because I love you, and now I have a question to ask you. It’s very important that you answer it truthfully.”


Mom sat down on the side of the bed, looked into Johnny’s eyes and asked, “Do you believe in Santa Claus?”