Shady Santa

Shady Santa

A Story by Fran Marie

'Twas the month of December and the snow was starting to stick
 to the road as I drove home from work that dark and dreary night
I remember it well...A news bulletin complete with static, blared out
loud over the local radio station I was listening to ; however, I only caught
 bits and pieces of what was being said.
An APB was in effect, for a shady character dressed
in a red santa suit with his face enveloped in a long white-beard.
An escapee from the Paper & Basket Case Asylum was on the loose
 and he is....^^^static took complete  control and I lost the station.
 Hmmm, I wondered to myself, a real fruitcake roaming around town.
 Then my thoughts took over as the snow turned into sleet and driving
became a hazard. I still had 10 miles to go, which would now take tripple
the normal ten minutes it normally took.
I wasn't taking any chances, not tonight,not now with Shady Santa
out and about! Anyway I would be safe,(maybe not sound) but safe once
I got home to the warm hearth of my dwelling,that is if I made it home

at all and I did.
As I unlocked the door to my house, I heard a strange Ho Ho Ho
sound over near the weeping wiillow tree in my front yard.
Need I say I was scared? Yes, I'll say it. I was pretty damn scared!
Once inside, with a shaky hand I dead-bolted, and chain locked the
doors.My imagination was running wild, it was nearing midnight and
I could evision myself being killed by this shady Santa in a blood-red suit.
with dagger to match, I just didn't want it to be my shade.Blood that is!
I thought of ways to protect myself and as luck would have it
my trusty shotgun was outback stored away in the tool shed.
Jeeze,what was I thinking? I should have kept it in the house.
My nerves were shot,so I mixed up a dry martini with one of those
rather bland green olives without the little red thingies in the middle.
Just then a rap- rap- rapping came upon my door, actually it was loud
knocking. I pretended not to hear,then the doorbell kept ringing in
my ear.I couldn't take it anymore, thinking Santa was the vistor and I 'd soon
be dead. I opened the door it was only the police going around the
neighborhood informing the local area that shady Santa had been caught.


 

© 2009 Fran Marie


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The grammar of this poem really bugs me. The punctuation needs work and the spacing as well. But this is good, honest expression of how tense we feel when we're terrified like this and paranoid, our minds racing with quick, abruptly changing thoughts about what that noise was, where it was coming, I can get this, do this, he's going to do this. It's so quick and flashes right in your face as you right it. I like that style and it's really appropriate to this poem.

But then of course, I'm also a horror movie critique and this had so many vibes of bad horror movie that I could not ignore. Going outside for a shotgun... stupid and I hope you die. Drinking alcohol to numb your senses, why don't you just kill yourself now and get it over with because if you do that during a horror movie you've written yourself off as a surviving cast members. But at least you captured the essence of what most people do, they panic and don't think about their situation clearly and prepare. Great expression and bloody terrifying image! I hate you for that picture just so you know... freaked me the hell out and made me not want to read the poem. Creepy a*s Santa... good choice of something to terrify people. Also good plot and set up. Introducing the facts and using the iconic start of driving home in the snow when something creepy comes on the radio. Well done.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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"Paper & Basket Case Asylum" - a hoot !
Would the real shady santa - Please stand up, please stand up...

Glad the martini helped Fran settle your nerves lol
Liked this muchly

Posted 4 Years Ago


  Fran Marie

4 Years Ago

Thanks Anto, for reviews on my writings..much Appriciated.glad you enjoyed..
"rap-rap-rapping" reminds me of The Raven. :)

Good work!

Posted 4 Years Ago


  Fran Marie

4 Years Ago

Thanks so very much;
This is the joyful time of year but it also brings out more scammers and con artist taking advantage of good natured people... very suspenseful read.

Posted 7 Years Ago


oooooo, you did keep me on the edge of my seat! Scary creepy Santa!!!

Posted 8 Years Ago


wow, kept me on edge, and that is awsome, you are a talented writer,
i love dark santa stories and this is a real gem :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


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reminded me of scream..except the killer is in a santa suit...couldn't think of anything worse...doesn't the imagination run wild when we half just a little information..great christmas horror!

Posted 8 Years Ago


The grammar of this poem really bugs me. The punctuation needs work and the spacing as well. But this is good, honest expression of how tense we feel when we're terrified like this and paranoid, our minds racing with quick, abruptly changing thoughts about what that noise was, where it was coming, I can get this, do this, he's going to do this. It's so quick and flashes right in your face as you right it. I like that style and it's really appropriate to this poem.

But then of course, I'm also a horror movie critique and this had so many vibes of bad horror movie that I could not ignore. Going outside for a shotgun... stupid and I hope you die. Drinking alcohol to numb your senses, why don't you just kill yourself now and get it over with because if you do that during a horror movie you've written yourself off as a surviving cast members. But at least you captured the essence of what most people do, they panic and don't think about their situation clearly and prepare. Great expression and bloody terrifying image! I hate you for that picture just so you know... freaked me the hell out and made me not want to read the poem. Creepy a*s Santa... good choice of something to terrify people. Also good plot and set up. Introducing the facts and using the iconic start of driving home in the snow when something creepy comes on the radio. Well done.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

hehehe... and I thought you were about to be had... or shoot your husband, one or the other, lol!!!
Fun tale!!!! Thanks so much for entering the contest!!!


Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Kept me right up till the end. So glad it was the police and not my beloved Santa
Good write.

Author: Nancy Lee Shrader

Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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