Santa does exist

It was Christmas eve, Emily had waited for this night for twenty-five days. Since she turned 10 she had decided to prove that Santa Claus didn’t exist, and that was mom and dad who placed all the present under née the Christmas tree. Her mom once told her that if a child meat Santa at his way from house to house, he will be very mad. But Emily was sure that she only said this to prevent her from trying to get up and see that it really was not Santa who placed the presents under the tree, but themselves. Now she wanted to prove that she was right. That was going to happen tonight. Her mom and dad had gone to bed, and now she was lying there, waiting. It was eleven and Emily started to get tired, her eyes were slowly closing. She felt asleep.

She heard footsteps on the roof. She was awake! She walked on tiptoes in her white slippers, down the stairs. “Bumm” and out the chimney, he came. She ran quicly and hided behind the coach, at sat all still. Santa brushed off the dirt. Now she had the change, she went up, she went directly ahead him - to pull off his beard. He took her hand before she even reached him. He looked her in the eyes, with the coldest eyes she had ever seen. “Santa!” she yelled. He opened his bag, where she thought the presents were. But they weren’t “Ho, ho, ho” santa said. In the bag, there laid a hundreds of small children’s chopped off heads, and then she knew she was about to be the next.