I Hate Christmas

Worst Fears

Danny was up for the rest of the night,  trying to remember what happened in the times he lost consciousness, but he just couldn't.

The next day, sometime in the evening, Danny was stuck listening to his parents fight, while he was playing games on his computer in his room.

"JACK YOU IDIOT, DON'T TRY PROVING A FAT MAN CAN GO DOWN THE CHIMNEY, YOU'LL GET STUCK!"

"I SUCCESSFULLY GOT THROUGH LAST YEAR!"

"YEH, BUT THE YEARS BEFORE, YOU WEREN'T! LAST YEAR WAS DUMB LUCK!"

After a few seconds of struggling Danny heard his father yell out;

"MADDIE, CAN YOU GET THE FENTON BUTTER?... IM STUCK!"

Danny sighed and ran his hand through his hair. Then he stood up and walked over to his bedroom door.

(Danny pov)

3 more days until Christmas, aka today, stuff is starting to get interesting, I promise.

(Third person)

Danny walked down the stairs as he heard a thud. Out from the chimney, Jack fell.

"See, I got through." Jack happily said, while he was on his head.

"Only after I had to butter you out, Jack." Maddie pointed out. "Face it, Santa isn't real."

"Wrong till proven." Jack answered back as he stood up.

Danny quietly walked pass them into the kitchen, there was Jazz, pouring a glass of milk.

"Have they driven you crazy yet, Danny?" Jazz jokingly asked.

"Getting close to it." Danny answered, suddenly his ghost sense went off.

Danny raised a eyebrow and looked up. He looked to the window and through the dark night he could see the glowing outline of a snowman.

"Not again..." Danny said with a groan.  "I'll be right back Jazz."

"Dont get hurt."

"I'll try not to." At that Danny ran out of the kitchen and into the hallway.

"I'm Going Ghost!" Danny said as he jumped into the air, the ghostly rings forming at his waist and turning him into his ghost half.

Danny turned intengible in the nick of time he phased through the wall into the outside world.

"All right Frosty, knew you were gonna come back someday, but I didn't think it'd be this soon." Danny commented as he flew out of his house.

The Snowman ghost took notice of Danny almost immediately, and turn to him, in seconds it started to shoot snowballs at him.

Danny managed to dodge these attacks as he flew at the Snowman, the Snowman ghost turned into snow flurries at the last second, allowing Danny to go through it.

Danny halted to a stop and turned around. "Wimp!" Danny called out to the snowstorm.

The snow started to get more harsh, as snow incircled Danny, the Snowman appeared, it's coal face twisted in a frown.

Danny crouched, getting ready for what the Snowman might throw at him.

The Snowman slowly started to approach him, it was smiling as it did so, Danny felt his vision getting blurred by the second as the Snowman approached him.

(Danny's pov)

And the last thing I remember seeing is that stupid Snowman turning into snow flurries and flying at me, after that, again I lost consisousness and when I woke back up I was lying in a pile of snow, half a block from my house. Broken and bloodied Christmas ornaments surrounding me, my hands as well were covered in blood, and it wasn't mine.