Board Thread:Fun And Games/@comment-35000429-20181202070517/@comment-27123436-20181204201051

I heard about a man who could give you anything you want once a year. Good kids have more chance to meet him.

A man who carries giant sack on his back. A man who can go anywhere in the world with his reindeer-pulled sled.

Alex got present. Even though he was a naughty kid.

It was unfair. I could not accept it.

The next Christmas, I went to Alex's.

If that man comes only for Alex this time again, I will ask him why had he not come to me.

That night, when everyone was sleeping. I waited for the man, sitting next to sleeping Alex.

..

Sometimes, for someone, an absurd fairy tale is a silver lining of hope.

When I met Santa, I imagined dismembering him.

...

In front of me is Santa. My ideal.

People don't call it Santa.

Something is twitching inside of that sack.

I......

I give my present, filled with my infinite hatred.