The door open to the world to those who cared to join the
celebration.
All was loud and proud in the dining room as I sat crouched
in a corner in my room.
I felt strange, I felt
sick.
Everyday on the 25th of December this always
happens, why?
I was about to storm out of my room when someone appeared
blocking my exit.
“Excuse me!”
I said impolitely, then looked up and screamed.
Fur is brown, nose is
red, clipping clopping hooves.
“Do you mind?”
Suddenly I felt nervous, something bad happened, really bad.
I’m on the naughty list
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