The Grinch|Michael Clifford

"Um Sir, Your Tree Is On Fire...."

The Grinch-Chapter One

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*Michaels Pov*'

I grumbled as I dragged a miniature sized Christmas tree into my front lawn. I set the tree down taking out my lighter.

"Stupid fothermucking holidays, why is everyone so happy? It's not that exciting, Santa isn't real, and small children all lied to."

I muttered annoyed at the choir singing Christmas songs. I lit an old piece of paper and set it on the tree watching the flames consume the waste of space. I grinned slightly at the burning smell that replaced the crisp frosty air.

"U-um excuse me....? Um sir....I think your tree is on fire...." A petite brown haired girl wearing an ugly Christmas sweater said shyly.

"Don't you think I know that?" I snapped. "Why are you wearing that hideous sweater? Did lil ol' granny make it for you?" I scoffed. She stayed silent tear welling up in her eyes.

"I don't have a grandma...."she whispered. "I'm uh sorry I disturbed you..." She mumbled walking to the house across.
Thats when I realised that she's the new neighbours. Wow Michael nice first impression. I shook my head and looked at the ashes of the tree. I shivered from the cold and walked inside my house, laying down on my hard mattress and falling into a deep sleep.

( a/n IS THIS TOO SHORT? SHOULD I MAKE IT LONGER? Nah imma make my chapters short)