"A long time ago, a town named Whos started to organize their preparations for the big day. What was it? Obviously Christmas day, it was their favorite part of the year. But up in the caves in the mountains, a creature who hated it the most lived. He was called the Grinch. After many years of suffering the endless laughs and cries of happiness of the children, he decided that it was enough. He set up a plan to ruin Christmas for everyone. One night he sneaked into all of their homes and stole everything, from meals to decorations and gifts.
He put them all together in a the side of the mountain ready to get rid of it, but suddenly he heard something. The singing of all the habitants of Whos united together even though everything was ruined. Something strange started to happen in the Grinch's heart, the Christmas spirit began to fill his dark heart. He brought back all the things he stole and joined the people in town to celebrate Christmas day. He felt joy, and no one could deny that the Grinch had the most fun in all his life. The end."
Emma took a long breath and looked at the children, grins plastered on their little faces.
"Did you like it?"
"Yes!"
"It's my favorite!"
"I love it!"
Suddenly, a small hand is raised up in the air.
"Miss, do you believe in the grinch?", a girl called Fionna who couldn't be less than 6 years old asked curiously.
Did she really believe in the grinch? In a person whose heart was dark as black and hard as stone? A person who could hate one of the happiest celebration of the year? Did she?
"Oh dear, I've dealt with worse."
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"MAX. HELP ME... I'm FEELING." - The Grinch.
YOU ARE READING
A Christmas Story
Kurzgeschichten❝What the heck is that?❞ ❝A ginger man! Duh!❞ ❝Looks like a black thing with a weird happy face.❞ ❝Oh shut up.❞ ❇❈❇ In which a guy who can't stand Christmas meets a girl who happens love it. ❇❈❇
