Sunday, December 13, 2009

Disturbing Short Story


"Look at all these presents Santa left last night," the little girl cried in excitement. "I hope I can work for him one day."

"Where’s your brother?", her mom asks. "He needs to open his presents too."


"He went with Santa last night," the daughter answered. "Santa said he only needs little boys."

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