'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

The bags were hung on the shelf with care,

In hopes that Santa soon would be there;

The teens were nestled all snug in their beds;

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

Connor sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.

Away to the living room he flew like a flash,

Holding a bat, just reading to bash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,

Gave a lustre of midday to the person below,

When what to his wondering eyes did appear,

But a miniature tree and a gospel of emo music,

With a little old man so lively and quick,

Connor knew in a moment he must be-.

"A ROBBER!" Connor braved, turning the man from the holly to which he was hanging. The man had smiled, much too soft to see.

"Why Connor, you know me"

From small flashes to dashes, a blue blur had sprung by his head, why it was Evan, freshly out of bed. His smile had rose to his cheeks with care, it was Saint Nicholas! Of all the people to be there! But Connor could not belive for Santa did not exist did he? Before his question was answered a flash of red interrupted his sight. Evan's cheeks were the color of holly berries, lowering his bat Connor had looked above, the holly was there tucked in above them. Back down at Evan, he looked in a flash but lips met his own and he smiled. Dropping the bat he had forgotten about Saint Nick, or the visions of his brutal beating just Evan, he thought is the person he was seeing.

But Connor heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight—

"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"

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You laugh but this was hard to Rhyme XD

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