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Write a horror or thriller version of a classic Christmas tale.

Write a horror or thriller version of a classic Christmas tale.

Writings

Santa’s Lonely

_Jingle bells…_

_Jingle bells…_

_Just come out to play_

_Santa’s lonely _

_Beef baloney_

_Put the axe away_

_AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!_



Shuddering, the boy hides behind the outdated leather recliner.

“Come on out noooowwwww” a gruff voice threatens.

From under the chair, the boy sees two black buckled boots stomping right by him.

“Come out come out wherever you are” the voice says in a sing-song tone.

Wh...

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The Corpse Of Saint Nicholas

It was one of those dammable nights cast from dream to dream before its resolution repeatedly I woke up sweating and wary of breath, tendrils of it snaked down my forehead until I tasted a bitter, odorous taste. I was enveloped by the familiar light of my lamp stationed rigidly by my side, my hand felt weary the amount of times it was summoned to the switch. I had no trouble of the least concernin...

On The First Day Of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me a dead dog in pantry.


On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me 2 naughty children and dead dog in a pantry.


On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me 3 bloody Christmas trees 2 naughty children and a dead dog in a pantry.


On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me 4 traumatized carolers 3 bloody Christma...

Naughty Santa

Santa doesn’t like good children


Naughty Santa


Santa doesn’t give good presents


Naughty Santa


Santa makes children to scared to sleep


Naughty Santa


Santa lies to innocent boys and girls


Naughty Santa


Santa likes to taste children


Naughty Santa


Santa isn’t good anymore


Naughty Santa...

He Sees You When Your Sleeping

Some know him as Santa Claus, the jolly old man who brings gifts to every child in the world. They consider him a hero, an elf that puts others before himself.

I do not look at him in that way.

Saint Nick is not as everyone thinks he is. He butters everyone up with hope and joy of the Christmas season so they don’t notice the horror of the situation.

An old man sneaking into your house in th...

Wicked Santa

Wicked Santa and his dirty dirty ways

He lures the kids with the power of gifts

And his smile makes their gaze go his way



One night he chose to put himself in stockades

The kids all cried and battered at his chains

But they would soon see Santa for his dirty dirty ways


The Santa crooked his crooken finger at one boy who came to close

He said, “Little boy, little boy the chains are here, come th...

Rudolph

Rudolph the red nosed reindeer

Whose nose glowed to much alarm

Stood atop a hill

Making quiet a harm

His nose glew red

For blood is did host

But he was not one to bost

The naughty children

Slauhtered and slain

Their blood

only lain

atop of his nose

The otheres feared him

Scared of their fate

Yet they were not filled with hate

They avoided

Steered clear

Still were put in the back for all the hear

R...

unfortunate children

“Better hide yer toes when you sleep.” My momma used to tell me, she used to tell me every night. That on Christmas Eve, once a year that unfortunate children were sacked from their homes. In the dead of night, A tainted evil old man. Who goes by the name Satan Claus. Will drag you by your toes. Laughing manically, as you screamed and flailed to your end. No matter if your naughty or… nice. Satan ...

Evil Claus

Santa brings toys to all the good little girls and boys around the world, on Christmas Eve.


You know the song. Everyone does.


_He’s making a list, checking it twice, gonna find who’s naughty or nice. Santa Claus is coming to town._


_He sees you when you’re sleeping, he sees when you’re awake, he knows if you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake!_



But what about the bad kids? Wha...

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Silent Night

My heart races as I close the heavy, iron door. The sound echoes throughout the room and I hope with all my heart that the acoustic panels I spent thousands on worked. I sit softly on the floor and make sure to pat at the blanket. The panels, iron walls and dirt should block out all of the sound from anyone.


I slowly take a deep breathe, trying to make my heart steady, and sing the first line,...