*WARNING THIS STORY IS ENTIRELY FICTIONAL.
It was the night before Christmas in a town called WTFVILLE where everyone lived except one girl on a hill. And each citizen loved Christmas heavily, except a mean orange woman named Beverly. She disliked Christmas and everything about it, so one day she sat with her best friend Christina to talk about it.
I hate Christmas so much it’s loud and wild, I really can’t stand that wtf child. She comes to my house to get me in the spirit, but I kick her little behind out because I get know where near it. Chris what are we gonna do Christmas is tommorrow? Everyone will be happy while we are filled with anger and sorrow.
Girl I know what we have to do to get away from the hollering of these wtf fools. Let’s go out tonight and steal all of their gifts I know that will definitely give our spirits a lift.
Oh Chris that sounds like a brilliant plan, but how are we going to do that, we don’t have a truck or a van?
Don’t worry about it I have a connection let’s get the things we need for our sneaky Santa interpretation.
And so that night on Chrimas Eve, Beverly and Chris stole everything they could see. Not just one, but every house in town, Beverly’s smile was so wide she looked like a clown. No presents or food were left behind, the thought of the citizens being sad brought pleasure to her mind. After they stole Christmas they rode back home in a truck, and the next morning everyone woke up screaming…
The sound of screams made the girls happy, while the citizens grew salty and sappy. One of the cutest wtf girls found Beverly and Chris to bring them a gift. When they opened the boxes their sourness began to shift. They felt bad and awful for what they have done. All Beverly and Chris needed was a little love. So they returned the presents and apologized for stealing. The welcoming from others brought Beverly and Chris social healing. They stood hand in hand and sang a song, maybe Christmas wasn’t so bad after all.