My Watch Says It’s Christmas
by Lester D. Crawford
Christmas. My watch says it’s Christmas. Why do I still wear this thing? On this world, days are longer making my watch useless. Yet, I still wear it. It’s telling me it’s Christmas. I want Christmas. I want a Christmas tree, a tree like I had growing up, a tree that means happiness and joy, and gifts. I want Christmas. Instead, I’m on this God forsaken alien planet, hiding, hunted by a huge, carnivorous monster, a dragon who stalks me, a dragon who wants me for his Christmas dinner. I must move. I need a better hiding place. Merry Christmas.
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This 100-word story is for the “Advent Ghosts 2011” flash-fiction challenge as described on Loren Eaton’s blog I Saw Lightning Fall, in post: "Shared Storytelling: Advent Ghosts 2011," with links to submitted stories posted here: "Advent Ghosts 2011: The Stories."