XMAS MOURNING

Morning broke and it was snowing outside, the sound of music playing coming from down stairs. But no joy was in this house; the children had been masacared arms, legs, heads dismembered and wrapped like presents for the parents to find.

Blood covered their hands as they trembled with grief. As tears fell from their eyes, a sound of grimacing laughter came from outside the window as a figure of evil and pride stood watching and waving the hearts he’d took and kept aside.