Ok...So Santas Real?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Really? Santa? That's childish, even for you"
I rolled my eyes at my mum, who was sitting on the edge of my bed, frantically trying to get me to listen to her absurd lies.
"Eve, I know it's hard to understand, but you have to listen to me. No matter what you do, do not fly with him. When he takes you-"
"Takes me! What-"
"He will try to bring you with him on his trip-"
"What trip! Mum what are-"
"Just say no. Ok, night love"
I stared at her, my eyes wide. What a great way to start off the Christmas week.
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"Who are you?"
I was tied to a chair, my eyes were blindfolded. Even though I couldn't see anything, I could hear someone's footsteps getting closer to me.
"I think you know who I am, shortcake"

"I think you should back up buddy, and let me go home"

Mystery man chuckled. He was suddenly right behind me, I could feel his breath against my neck.

"Why would I do that, when you clearly belong here?"

With that he walked away, leaving me with many questions and the lingering scent of peppermint.
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Eve Harper was just a normal 17 year old. All she wanted to do was graduate school, put together a family dinner and avoid her dicky boss. Turns out she wouldn't even make it to the dinner. When Eve is kidnapped from her bed, and wakes up in a warehouse full of tiny children, what will she do? Will she ever go home? Will she run away and freeze in the middle of the North Pole? Read to find out.