I'm here to tell you a story about a day when Christmas was a bit different. Ready? Let's go!
-Dec 20 (Kate POV)
Hi, I'm Kate and my favorite holiday isn't Christmas like a lot of the other people my age. To be honest I don't really have a favorite holiday. The reason why I don't get excited about Christmas is because the families that aren't christian don't get anything. Even you celebrate and you don't even have a religion (like me) you don't get gifts. Or maybe it's because your gay (like me). So I decided that one day I would be someone who gives gifts to those who don't get any. I would be known as Gay Santa. I got some old fabrics from my grandmother's house and began to stitch up a santa-suit. After I was done, I dyed each part of it the color it needed to be. It was pink with rainbow accents. I even got little sparkling baubles to put on my boots. When it became Dec 23 I started gathering old toys, gadgets, and other items and fixing them up. When I was done I put everything in a large bag. On Dec 24, from my house, I projected a small sleigh being led by rams. In the meantime, I carefully did what Santa does; I gave gifts the way he did, through the chimney. I let a kid see me, but it didn't matter, because I had my disguise on. As the years went by, I became famous for my acts. I got a small cabin and painted it to look like a gingerbread house. It was my 'workshop'. My sleigh was led by 7 rams, each a different rainbow color.Their names: red- Clint, orange- Clara, yellow- Clarisse, green- Joseph, blue- Jared, indigo- Jade, purple- Jacelyn. I never felt this good about myself around Christmas, but now I do. THANK YOU!
