A Heartfelt Christmas Gift

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This was a story written for the dark Christmas story prompt.

Submitted: December 05, 2019

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I thought I have been a good girl. And I believed that was why I always could receive the gift as I wished from the Santa Claus at each Christmas. 

This year there was no exception. The box was sent to my place at dawn of this Christmas Day by the Santa Claus Express. 

The Santa Claus smiled the way he used to smile but a bit grinnish this time. 

He stood there and waited for me to open the gift he had prepared for me. 

The box was wrapped in a beautiful gold paper — a signal of gift of impotence. 

I took the box and held it against my body. It was a bit smaller but heavier this time. 

I wasn't quite sure what it might be till I saw the gold also shone with red. 

To my delight, the wrapping paper was seeping with blood! 

Lying inside the box was a fist size, freshly excised, warm human heart! 

A card was left inside, it said, "During the last night's fight over the phone, I heard both of you and your boyfriend's Christmas wishes. 

You wanted a prove that he isn't a cold-hearted man by dumping you alone at Christmas Eve.

He wanted to show you that his heart will always with you, no mater where he goes. 

I thought that was the sweetest wish I ever received as a request.  

Last night, I went to where he was and excised his heart and expressed it to you. I was so excited as I did that and I felt the scream of a woman next to him in bed was a melody!

See! His heart is warm and his heart can always be with you no matter where he is now.

Much much love you. Your Santa Claus." 

The Santa Claus grinned from ear to ear and said, "Why don't you make such a wish early on? I have been waiting this moment for a long time! Well, can I come in now?" 

I let him into my room for the first time and let him mend my broken heart. 

I thought I have been a good girl. 

And I was sure he had been my God. And I would die in Heaven.

Just like now. 


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