WHEN CHRISTMAS COMES CALLING

in #stach7 years ago (edited)

”Merry Christmas,” he said.
I gave him a one eyed stare and he went “Oh that’s right. You don’t celebrate Christmas. Too bad.”
He fished out a chicken lap from the plate of rice his mum had brought for him. Just as he was about to put it in his mouth, I grabbed it. Before he could say anything, I’d started tearing the flesh from the chicken’s bones. It tasted glorious. He was mad. He was boiling mad.

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This wasn’t the first time I’d stolen his Christmas chicken, I mean, he should have already learned that I’m as Christmas chicken thief. It was the first time however that I ever felt I was missing out on something worthwhile by not celebrating Christmas.
Christmas day to me meant video games, movies, masquerades and stealing people’s chicken. I always felt like that was the life. But maybe I was wrong. Just maybe.

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He looked at me, his face twisted in a damning frown. Then he brightened up and smiled.
“Merry Christmas,” he said.
“Fuck you.” I replied. Mouth filled with chicken bones.

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MY CHRISTMAS SONG:

hold thy chicken close my dear
for none of it is safe.
hold it close to your heart
or it will be mine.

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