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depictions of Santa that we all know and love lurks a dark secret. It all began

on the night before Christmas when I was eleven years old. I had plans to stay

sleep I came out into the living room. I situated myself on the couch by the

Christmas tree but quickly dozed off. I was woken back up when I heard the

sound of what I thought were bells got closer I could clearly make out that it

was not the sound of bells, but the sound of bones! I heard something at the

was and what he would do when he saw me. Before I could react the door swung

open and I saw the man of Christmas in his true form. Tall, pale, and dressed

in red, was the spookiest skeleton I had ever seen. It all made sense now.

There was no way someone could deliver that many presents in one night and

calling him from now on) looked right at me! That’s when he let out a jolly “Ho

Ho Ho” which helped to ease the tension. We them got into a deep conversation

heading out, so he unloaded the presents under the tree then walked over to the

cookies. Skeleton Clause angrily yelled “WHY DIDN’T YOU GIVE ME MILK”. At this