Hi it's 22Midnight
hope your doing well, let's get into it!
First Impression: Well judging form the title obviously something bad's going to happen, maybe Santa forgot to give him presents, that wouldn't be very good, or his like the Grinch and actually hates Christmas!
“You can’t be serious. There has to be room in there somewhere. If Ishmael just moved his legs, then I would be able to join you guys.” Vaughn said.
It was Christmas Eve in 1982. Vaughn, Ishmael, Nicola, and Requiem were going to the town’s annual Christmas party.
Nicola and Requiem sat at the front, Ishmael sat in the back, lying down as though it were his bed.
“Sorry, Vaughn. I’m too tired to move.” Ishmael said, a grin on his face.
“But-“
They drove off, laughing gaily, leaving Vaughn behind.
Ishmael sounds like a jerk, like come on buddy just move over a little bit so that he can fit in. Nope to lazy, wait did Vaughn get left behind so he's no longer going to he part?
Vaughn walked in the woods, kicking up snow. Home was just around the corner. Maybe he’d have cookies, who knew?
But it wouldn’t be the same as going to the party. All he wanted was hot chocolate and Christmas lights with his friends.
Why did they leave him? Was he not cool enough? Did they hate him? Did-
Vaughn’s foot kicked something metallic.
hate it when others don't think your cool enough for there group then they just leave you by yourself at the last minute even though you did have plans with them to have fun. what did he just kick?
He looked down to see what the object was.
Upon looking, he saw that was a red ornament with the word: “Axira” painted on it with gold cursive.
Huh, that’s strange. Perhaps I can take it home. Maybe I can try to decode the meaning of the word. It’s something to do, after all. Vaughn thought.
He bent down to pick up the ornament, thinking that nothing much would happen when he touched it.
A burst of loud, bright light flashed and blew Vaughn away.
don't touch it, don't go any closer to it, step away from it, know why'd you try to pick it up, it looks weird. What is it that it suddenly lit up in lights now it's getting cool.
Vaughn’s hand gripped something hard.
He sat up, taking in his surroundings.
It appeared that he was in a cave, except that it was incredibly small. Maybe it was a tunnel. But how would he get stuck in a tunnel?
Even weirder was his appearance. His hands were long and pale, the fingertips were clawed. His hair was long, too. He appeared to be wearing thin black clothes, too. His body felt gaunt, but he didn’t feel small.
What’s happened to me? Vaughn thought.
this must be the something bad curse that was supposed to happen, well wasn't excepting him to end up like that, he was be real panicked.
“Ah! Here it is! My ornament!” A woman’s voice said cheerily.
“Hey! Where are you?!” Vaughn asked. His heart sank when he heard how raspy and guttural his voice was, like a demon’s.
“Down here!” The woman said.
Vaughn looked down.
There was a woman dressed like a Christmas elf, with glittering colors of red and green, but she was so tiny. Tinier than any elf he’d imagine to be.
“Did you…touch my ornament?” The woman asked nervously.
“That ornament was yours?” Vaughn asked.
“Yes! I put my name on it.” Axira said.
That was her name? It’s not a secret word? Oh… Vaughn thought, disappointed.
“You didn’t touch it, did you?” Axira asked.
“I did. Why?” Vaughn asked.
Wait who is this weird person who's come out of know where now, is it like really dark where they are, must be if he can't see her, wait oh dear yes he touched the ornament what does that mean?! She's an elf and she's got a real nice name as well cool. But what happens if you touch the ornament!
Axira scratched the back of her head furiously, brown hair falling over her face. When she was done, she looked up at Vaughn with frightened eyes and said:
“That ornament was meant to make me slightly taller.I’m an elf. It only works for elves. If humans use it, then they get as tall as buildings.” Axira said.
“There’s a cure though, right?” Vaughn asked.
“For elves, it fades away. For humans, it’s permanent. When I say permanent, it’s permanent. You won’t grow old. You won’t die. You’ll just be this tall forever.” Axira said.
“Do you mean it?”
“Yes. I’m sorry!
Oh dear what she going to say this isn't going to be good. Wait okay so I thought that I was getting the impression here that he was small now like her not tall, guess that's why his stuck in a tunnel because everything looks bigger then him, aww that elf must be real upset that she can't get bigger, can it be used again.
Vaughn’s head was spinning with terror, horrid thoughts swirling in his brain.
He’d never be able to see his friends again. He wouldn’t be able to spend Christmas with his family. Why, he couldn’t even fit in his own house.
A few minutes ago, he thought that being left out of the party was the most terrible thing that happened to him.
But the curse…that was a fate worse than death.
Axira was walking back home with her ornament, but Vaughn stayed paralyzed in the cave, too choked with disbelief to move.
He was a monster forevermore.
OMG he was must be terrified of his own strength and capability as well, I mean if his that large he could really hurt someone, that is bad. wasn't expecting that at all for sure.
Overall: This was very well written and there where a lot of twists in what looks to be a simple plot, hopefully being really tall ends up helping Vaughn later own in his life. I've got to say you have a knack for short stories like this I enjoy reading them.
anyway that's it from me
hope you have a great dawn/dusk/midnight
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