Don't Eat the Red Snow

Don't Eat the Red Snow

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Holiday tradition, whether it's decorating a tree altogether, singing carols by the fire at night, or visiting family, we all have one. This family's tradition is like the movie "Christmas Vacation" they go out of their way to find the perfect family tree and cut it down and take it home with them and decorate it. But what if that tree is on an Ancient Indian Burial Ground? The ground it stands on rumored to be cursed with the presence of Wendigo? Well, let's just say some tradition is never broken. No matter what the cost. (Author's note: This is a purposely campy-ish take on the #holidayhorror challenge on Wattpad Fright. You will notice the all time cliche of "Ancient Indian Burial Ground" is vibrant in this story, and it is purposely so. So, enjoy and let me know what you thought in the comments! Don't forget to vote, also. - JM)
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Once upon a time, I was your typical good girl, doing my job like a total elf star, no complaints. Even with the little "gift" I was born with (aka my disability), I handled life pretty well. But let me tell you, luck's never been my plus-one. What am I talking about? Oh, just my lovely name-and the Christmas curse that comes with it! Every year, without fail, while my family's out decking the halls, I'm over here getting snowed under with the worst disasters. So, yeah, all I want for Christmas is for this nightmare of a season to be over. But this year? Oh, I've really hit the Christmas tree topper. Ever since I plopped myself down on Santa's lap at my office party and made a special wish, it's been one yule disaster after another! And now, I'm stuck in this sleigh ride from hell with that red-suited nightmare, forced to follow him wherever he jingles. Sure, he might be a total angel under that fake beard-mysterious and all-but I'm not about to let myself get wrapped up like some Christmas present under the tree. My brain's still in one piece, thanks. So, seriously, sweet baby Jesus, how did a nice executive assistant like me end up sleighing through this wild holiday misadventure full of danger, romance, and all the holly jolly chaos of Christmas?!

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