The Christmas Globe

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic
Little Christine loved Christmas, and everything about it, except Santa. He was an evil man, an abusive man that would sneak into her room and do bad things to her.She dare not speak of him, or he would do horrible things to her mommy.

Submitted: December 23, 2013

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THE CHRISTMAS GLOBE

My mommy recently divorced my real daddy and married Brian Stone. He had lots of money and bought me loads of gifts on birthdays, and at Christmas time. I liked him very much, almost as much as daddy.

The snow outside was piling up, and I was so excited to make snow angels with mommy. Every year we would go out all bundled up and lie in the snow and make so many angels. I felt secure knowing there were angels all around to protect me from Santa.

It was Christmas Eve, and it scared me knowing soon Santa would visit me in the night when mommy was sleeping. I lie in bed watching my snow globe with an angel inside of it. I was six years old last Spring, and mommy said I was getting so big.

I wanted to tell Mommy and Brian about what Santa does to me every year at Christmas time, but remembering what he told me, kept me scared to.

" If you ever tell, I will hurt Brian and your mommy." He threatened with his egg nog breath in my face.

Those words were the reason I hated Santa so much. I'd give up all my gifts if only Santa wouldn't visit me.

Mommy's been married to Brian for two years, and for the last two Christmas's Santa has been so mean to me. He hurts me badly, and then cleans me up, saying, " you must be bathed to get Christmas gifts little one."

How was I to know what he was really hiding, I was four. Like mommy said," I was getting bigger," and a lot more brave. This year I was going to tell her. If he comes to my room, I will run to mommy and tell her about Santa. Mommy had trouble sleeping, so she takes sleeping pills that causes her to sleep soundly. It was Brians idea that she seen a doctor.

I fell asleep with my snow globe beside me, hoping my snow angel will protect me this year.

Just like before, I was awaken around midnight to Santa entering my room, and just like before, I woke to him taking off my pajamas. I held tightly to my globe as he lie upon me taking my breath away. I tried to scream, but Santa held my mouth shut. Something inside me told me to hit him in the head with my globe, so before he could get his red pants off, I hit him very hard on his head. Where the strength came from, I didn't know, but it was hard enough to knock him off me, and to the floor.

I jumped out of bed leaving my snow globe, and ran as fast as I could to tell Brian and mommy.

When I entered their room, mommy was fast asleep, but Brian wasn't there. I shook as hard as I could to wake her. After a few shoves she finally woke up.

" Christine! " She sleepily said bewildered." What's wrong? "

I told her, " I knocked Santa out, and where is Brian? "

Mommy looked at his empty side of the bed, " I don't know."

I took mommy's hand and pullled her to my room. She looked on my floor and saw a man dressed in a Santa suit." What the hell," she gasped.

Mommy grabbed the phone and called 911, then she carefully pulled his bloody hat off and blood drenched beard down from his face. We both nearly fell to the floor when we seen who it was." Christine! " She yelled. " What have you done? "

" He was going to hurt me again mommy, and make me take a bathe or I wouldn't get any Christmas gifts."

Mommy stood there dazed at what I told her. The police finally arrived, as we explained what had happened and why. They arrested Brian, and took him to jail for sexual abuse on a child.

The next morning, I woke and raced to the Christmas tree. There were loads of gifts under the Christmas tree, but It didn't feel like Christmas somehow. I looked for mommy, and found her crying in the kitchen. I went to her and gave her a big hug," It's going to be alright mommy, Santa can't hurt me anymore, come, let me show you."

I led mommy to my room to my nightstand. " See," I told her, pointing to my Christmas globes. A big smile came across her face as we looked at it. There were five of my snow angel globes placed carefully around a snow globe with Santa inside.

Mommy knelt down and gave me a loving hug, and kissed my forehead. " Santa will never hurt you again my angel, you can count on that." Then we hurried to the Chrismas tree, and opened all the gifts. My favorite one was another snow angel globe protecting a little girl inside. Though the last two Christmas's were a horror for me. I have a feeling the rest of them will be happy ones, and who knows, maybe one day I'll like Santa again. Until then, he will be guarded by my snow angel Christmas globes.

THE END

 

 

 


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