Hi everyone! It’s that time of year again for falling snow and cozying up by the fire. It’s also time for Susanna Hill’s Holiday contest. I love a good writing contest and this one’s always such a treat. This year it’s especially fun because the theme for this 250 word story is holiday helpers. I chose to focus on a special kind of Christmas helper. I hope you enjoy!
CHRISTMAS IMPOSSIBLE: AN UNQUIET NIGHT ‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirri - “Wait - what’s that noise?” Santa whispered and paused placing presents. Chitter, chatter. Squeak! “There it is again!” Santa froze and cupped his hand to his ear. Chitter, chatter. Squeak! “Oh no,” the jolly man groaned. “That sounds like a- SQUIRREL!” Santa dialed the Christmas Tree Hotline. The switchboard lit up like Rudolph's red nose on a dark night. “We’ve got a code 57,” stated Santa. “Dispatching Elf Squirrel Division now, Sir.” Gears, Ginger, Twinkle and Bob set their Santa Map coordinates and dashed out through the frosty flakes. They reached the house and whooshed down the chimney. “So - ho happy you’re here,” said Santa. “Glad to help,” said Gears. They got to work while Santa snacked by the fire. The elves climbed the tree but the squirrel scurried higher. The elves swooped down from the star but the squirrel hid deeper. Even Bob’s “never fail” tinsel lasso trick failed! “We’re doomed!” cried Twinkle. “Is it snack time?” said Bob. “Sweet sugar plums that’s it!” cheered Ginger. She set a trail of cookie crumbs down the tree. The squirrel sniffed. It crept closer. Then… MUNCH! Crumb by crumb it climbed down and into the open carrier. “Thanks team,” said Santa and up the chimney he rose. The elves flew to the forest where the squirrel found the perfect pine. Meanwhile at another house- “Finally,” sighed Santa. “Peace and –“ Chitter, chatter. Squeak!
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