Dragons of the day

  The winter break came, the one way no old or young kid would say that winter break had arrived. Most of the time it was the spectacular, the amazing, the best or second best day of the year. Every kid was either going to see fun or not fun family on the main land or getting cozy on their warm couch watching T.V. at home. The when it was time for winter break to end, every kid (some adults as well) was so sad that their second largest vacation was finished. Though as they got to school they would remember the fun time the had like hitting their annoying little or older brother or sister in the face with a snowball or opening Christmas presents on the joyful Christmas morning. Then waking up with a teacher hitting the desk trying to wake you up. That is why no one would ever say the winter break came or left.

There once was a fat dumb elf named Self. He never though about anyone but himself. One Saturday he got into trouble. It was when he popped a little kid's bubble. "That was the last thing he would do," the angry villagers thought. Self hoped he would get away, though the answer to that was not. So Self swiftly ran as far a way as he could. Though suddenly he stopped and stood. "I am never going to get away," Self said, so he said good night and went to bed on a pumpkin head. Then when he didn't wake up, well he knew, he was dead. When he woke up his clothes were red and black. Then he felt a pain in his back. When he turned to see who was there, you would say he was worse then a bear. The End