Santa’s Miracle -Original Story

24 Dec

Below is an original story I wrote for the Holiday. It may not be perfect but is something I wanted to share to help people realize that this time of year isn’t just about giving and getting presents. I hope you enjoy. The names used are from some I work with with their knowledge but in no way is this a true story, I Hope. 🙂


SantaSanta had already gone over his naughty and nice list multiple times on this Christmas Eve. There were two names that he could not understand where now showing on the naughty list. The names belonged to six year old Ashley Campbell and her five year old brother Jason.

The last report Santa had received on these two children had put them at the head of the list when it came to changes in personality. Ashley was the most helpful of children up to about six months ago before things changed. Ashley was the type of girl any parent would want as she helped her mom with dishes, watched her brother, and always behaved when out with her parents.

Her little brother, Jason, had been following his big sisters examples and often they two ran over each other to help with household chores. It was almost comical they way Jason would try to sneak past his sister to help with the dishes. He often would try to take one too many dishes off the table when dinner was done, or wouldn’t finish eating before clearing his own plate.

Suddenly this all changed and Santa thinks back to some of their worst highlights over the past few months:

All Hallows Eve: Scared neighbors small dog by tying firecrackers to a bone and tossing that bone at dog. Firecrackers exploded causing small dog to yelp and run into street nearly causing auto accident as driver hit brakes and almost got hit from behind.

Halloween: Caused another neighbor to have a heart attack by spraying fake blood around neighbor’s front door and then banging on same door. As neighbor came to answer door kids jumped out in zombie costumes scaring elderly neighbor.

Thanksgiving: Elderly Grandma received broken hip as children used a trip line as woman entered their home.  Grandmother fell dropping pumpkin pie she was carrying and landed in manner to break hip. Ambulance had to be called.

Santa flipped through the report one more time, knowing he had made the correct decision to send his trusted elf, Mitzi, to spy on the children. Mitzi’s job was to try and determine what could have caused the change over the past months, but so far had found nothing. He was at the end of his time and had to begin his trip around the world delivering presents to all those good children on his list. He had no more time to worry about the Campbell children, so he set off.

The weather was good for most of his trip through Asia and the Middle East. Eastern Europe and England had some minor storms but nothing that delayed him too badly. As normal Santa felt terrible for the children living in a war zone, or had been displaced from their homes. Those children he was unable to provide much for as he knew it could cause to more fighting amongst the refugees.

So, it was not to long before he reached the East Coast of the United States and eventually to the Midwest and the Campbell home. He had told Mitzi he would signal him when he was there so the little elf could meet him on the family’s roof to return to the workshop.  As he led the sleigh to the Campbell’s home he turned on his sensors to see if he could find the little elf inside the home before he arrived.

As soon as he turned on the small screen to ensure no one was hiding by the fireplace he saw something that disturbed him. He saw Mitzi with no problem but it was what he saw in the room just above the family room and that was Ashley’s room. The little girl showed a deep red in the Infrared scanner but attached to her was a dark blue. It was not normal and it appeared to have tendrils hugging the little girls form, except for one. This lone tendril seemed to run out of the bed to the floor, out the hallway and into Jason’s room. Seeing this Santa changed course and landed on the neighboring homes roof, and used a small radio to signal Mitzi to meet him there.

Mitzi scrambled up the Campbell’s chimney and scurried across their rooftop and in a single leap was on the neighboring roof talking with Santa. The two had a small heated argument as Santa explained he could not enter the Campbell’s home as there was something dark in the home he feared he could take to other houses. He instead gave Mitzi their presents and told the little elf to make the delivery for them.

Santa then disappeared down the neighbor’s chimney as Mitzi scrambled back across the roof and down the Campbell’s chimney. As instructed the gifts were placed on the floor and their stockings filled. The two children did not get much this year due to their sudden change from nice to naughty list. However, as they spent a half year on the nice list they got a few gifts.

Mitzi finished his chore and as she arose from the chimney she saw Santa waiting so they could finish their evening’s deliveries. Santa was actually thrilled to have the little elf with him as they were able to split up the deliveries and were back to the workshop in record time. Santa made a note that in the future bring a help with him in case weather delays him, a helper will get him back on schedule. He did not want to cheat too many children but splitting all deliveries as he did on the last leg of the trip this evening. He just couldn’t shake the feeling of evil he got from the Campbell’s home and it chilled him to his core.

Ashley and Jason awoke early that morning. Each child sitting straight up at their waist in bed looking forward with a dark grin on their faces, knowing it was Christmas morning. Ashley’s once beautiful green eyes had become nearly completely black, and her little brothers brown eyes were surrounded by the same black color with no white remaining.

The children walked, crept, by their parent’s room and headed downstairs to the tree. Their eyes opened wide exposing the dark pools of black in them. The children ran to the chimney and grabbed their stockings first. Jason struggled at first as he was not tall enough to reach the stocking but a black tendril grew out of his arm and handed the stocking to him. Neither child reacted to this but instead grinned at each other as they felt the mutual satisfaction in getting the gifts.

Ashley took the small box off the top of the pile in her stocking and met the wrapping paper with yellowish nails that grew long to shred through the paper. Her dirty blonde hair began to blow behind her as she greedily opened the present. This is what she wanted to open each present and claim her share of what was there. It did not matter if it was for either parent, as the gifts were theirs. After these they would go after those of the neighborhood kids. The greed was growing within her, and it was not slowing. She had the box torn open reached through the small amount of paper on top of the gift and reached to hold it.

Suddenly a guttural growl came from her lips. Her brother stopped what he was doing and turned his head in her direction as concern shown on his face. The growl began to become a scream that grew in volume, as a yellow glow started to flow up her arm. The scream pierced the silence of the early morning and their parents were out of bed within seconds of hearing their daughters scream. It grew so loud windows shook and even a neighbor was awoken.

Jason then joined his sister’s scream with one of his own as the glow moved up her body and through the tendril into him. Their parents got down stairs and upon entering the family room froze. Their father stopped in his tracks and grabbed his wife as she started to bolt into the room. What caused him to stop her where a large number of black tendrils shaking and moving widely behind their daughter. The glowing warmth of the light penetrating the black tendrils as it grew. The black shapes starting to burn and fall off of their main form, which was attached to the little girl.

Their parents were standing in the entry way watching as the tendrils began to fall off their girl, and the one attached to their son withdrew to the main form. A blob of black ooze fell off their daughter and hit the floor and made a sick sound. The light continued to grow and the blob began to smoke and turned into a fog like entity that moved toward the chimney and up and out of the home.

As it disappeared out of sight their parents ran to their children fell to their knees and took them into their arms. A large family hug took place that moment in front of the chimney, with Ashley still holding onto the box and gift hidden inside. An audible click was heard as Santa turned off his small monitor and looked over at Mitzi.

“I should be quite angry with you for planting that Recorder decoration but it appears things are now going to be fine at the Campbell’s.”

“See Santa, I knew you would want to know how things turned out,” stated the small elf.

“Oh dear, leave Mitzi alone she only followed your directions and placed the gifts as you instructed,” came a female voice.

“Thank you Misses Clause, we women must stick together,” laughed Mitzi.

“Ho, Ho, Ho,” laughed Santa. “I should know better than argue with either of you when the other is around.”

Misses Clause placed a mug of hot chocolate in front of each Santa and Mitzi and as she bent over a small piece of gold jewelry was exposed. She placed the cross back under her top and went about her business.

The Campbell’s had finished their group hug when Mister Campbell spotted a card hanging from the chimney. He stood and went over to the card and brought it back to his family to read. It was a simple red envelope made out to the Campbell Family.  He opened the card and after flipping the card open he saw gold cursive writing and the following words.

            Christmas is a time of sharing and family.

            A time of joy and peace to all in the world.

            A time when gifts are shared and enjoyed.

            It is also a time where some religions follow custom and belief.

            One celebrates the birth of their Savior.

            No matter the reason why you celebrate Christmas it is a time of belonging.

            May the warmth of the season make your family whole, and your daughter’s gift

            Bring strength and conviction to you.

    Mrs. Clause

They went to read the card again and before they could the writing disappeared and the card was no blank. Jason asked his sister what was the present she was holding and as she opened her hand it came to light. It was a simple gold cross held on a small gold chain.

It was Misses Clauses turn to turn off another monitor and smile. She thought that her husband may be sure to respect the thoughts and ideals of others but for her there were one true reason for this season. She patted the cross and went back into the room asking if anyone would like cookies.



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