The earth shook as he walked up the driveway. Soon the door bell rang. I went to the door, opened it and couldn’t see anyone. Then a voice said, I am down here. I looked down and there was really short fat person standing there. His belly was sticking way out in front of him and his back end was causing a long shadow off to the side. His nose was a bright red, a brighter color then suit he was wearing.
I stood there looking at him for the longest time and wasn’t sure of what I was seeing. Then he spoke, his voice was deep and squeaky, that faded in and out. I really didn’t hear him until he spoke the second time. It appeared that he was from up north and an advance man for something called Christmas. As I stood there looking, his suit wasn’t a bright red, that you would think, but a dark green and brown color and it needed pressing.
I said: go away, I don’t want any, He says: I’m not selling anything. I said I don’t want to hear your story, He says: I don’t have a story to tell. Then I asked: well what are you giving away then? He said, I am not giving away anything, I just want to ask you for your help. Help with what I said:
You do believe in Christmas, don’t you? was his replay. You mean Merchants Day? I said, He said: ”NO” I mean the old time Christmas that we once had. The one with love and wishing of good will. I said that has been gone for a long time. Well, we want your help to bring it back. My master and I will need your help. I said I do not have any money to spare and I do not have anything that I can give away.
He ask if he might come in and speak with me. He said they needed a place where his master could stop, rest and store some small items, for a short time. I started to close the door, but the biggest foot I had ever seen, was blocking the door from shutting.
That was when I noticed his eyes were like flames of fire, and I thought I was going to be burnt. He said: Be quiet and listen to me for a minute, He said once again. I want to ask if you will help us, by letting us use your garage for storage and a place for My master to rest, we will only need it for a few minutes and only for one night.
He was such a jolly looking little guy with such a happy smile, just being close to him made one feel like something you had never felt before, so warm and good. Before I could answer, he had a hand full of references he could show to me. I looked at them, but have no idea what they said! I heard those words, "we will make it worth your while." I agreed and he thanked me and I said Good by, as I closed the door, then I watched from the widow as he would go down the walk and off to where ever. But he never went down the walk and I thought, he must still be standing at the door. I opened it the second time and found a note hanging on the door handle. It Said Thank you, see you on Dec, 24th. and we won’t wake you.
We decorated our tree that night, while we dank hot chocolate and sang Christmas songs, then we went to bed. I slept like a log all night long. I woke early and down the stairs I ran . There was nothing under or around the tree. So I thought, what ever that was that was left, must have been so big, it must be outside. I went way around the house and found nothing, Then I knew, it was in the garage. Was it a Mauserati or a Lamborghini.
I flung opened the door, and it was just like I had left it the last time I was in there. I was about to go back into the house, when I heard this tiny bell ringing, it was coming from the mail box. I yanked the door open and found this card,
It said: I had nothing left in my bag to give you, Now Don’t you wish you would have been better when you were younger ?
By; Ben R.
Nov. 25th, 2011
I stood there looking at him for the longest time and wasn’t sure of what I was seeing. Then he spoke, his voice was deep and squeaky, that faded in and out. I really didn’t hear him until he spoke the second time. It appeared that he was from up north and an advance man for something called Christmas. As I stood there looking, his suit wasn’t a bright red, that you would think, but a dark green and brown color and it needed pressing.
I said: go away, I don’t want any, He says: I’m not selling anything. I said I don’t want to hear your story, He says: I don’t have a story to tell. Then I asked: well what are you giving away then? He said, I am not giving away anything, I just want to ask you for your help. Help with what I said:
You do believe in Christmas, don’t you? was his replay. You mean Merchants Day? I said, He said: ”NO” I mean the old time Christmas that we once had. The one with love and wishing of good will. I said that has been gone for a long time. Well, we want your help to bring it back. My master and I will need your help. I said I do not have any money to spare and I do not have anything that I can give away.
He ask if he might come in and speak with me. He said they needed a place where his master could stop, rest and store some small items, for a short time. I started to close the door, but the biggest foot I had ever seen, was blocking the door from shutting.
That was when I noticed his eyes were like flames of fire, and I thought I was going to be burnt. He said: Be quiet and listen to me for a minute, He said once again. I want to ask if you will help us, by letting us use your garage for storage and a place for My master to rest, we will only need it for a few minutes and only for one night.
He was such a jolly looking little guy with such a happy smile, just being close to him made one feel like something you had never felt before, so warm and good. Before I could answer, he had a hand full of references he could show to me. I looked at them, but have no idea what they said! I heard those words, "we will make it worth your while." I agreed and he thanked me and I said Good by, as I closed the door, then I watched from the widow as he would go down the walk and off to where ever. But he never went down the walk and I thought, he must still be standing at the door. I opened it the second time and found a note hanging on the door handle. It Said Thank you, see you on Dec, 24th. and we won’t wake you.
We decorated our tree that night, while we dank hot chocolate and sang Christmas songs, then we went to bed. I slept like a log all night long. I woke early and down the stairs I ran . There was nothing under or around the tree. So I thought, what ever that was that was left, must have been so big, it must be outside. I went way around the house and found nothing, Then I knew, it was in the garage. Was it a Mauserati or a Lamborghini.
I flung opened the door, and it was just like I had left it the last time I was in there. I was about to go back into the house, when I heard this tiny bell ringing, it was coming from the mail box. I yanked the door open and found this card,
It said: I had nothing left in my bag to give you, Now Don’t you wish you would have been better when you were younger ?
By; Ben R.
Nov. 25th, 2011
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