Micro Ghost Story competition
Sunday, 20 October 2013
Abi Yee
It was Christmas Eve. Cookies and milk were on the counter. Suddenly, a puff of soot came from the fireplace. One boot appeared, then another. Then the hiding children's smiles turned to frowns, as Santa's decapitated body fell down the chimney.
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