STEVE POV.

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY!!THE SUN IS SHINING,BIRDS ARE CHIRPING,ON DAYS LIKE THESE,KIDS LIKE ME SHOULD GO OUTSIDE.AS I STEPPED OUTSIDE,I WAS HIT IN THE EYE WITH THE SUN."AHHHHHH!!",I SCREAMED AS MY EYES WERE BURNED JUST A SECOND AGO.THEN AN IDEA STRUCK ME.I SHOULD HAVE A STARING CONTEST WITH THE SUN!!I STARE AT THE SUN.IT STARES BACK.I BLINK."YOU WIN THIS TIME SUN,OR SHOULD I CALL YOU JOHN?!?",I SAY IN DEFEAT."HI,"A VOICE SAYS BEHIND ME.I TURN AROUND TO SEE A MAN IN A COMPLETELY RED SUIT AND A BROWN BAG IN HIS HANDS."SANTA,IS THAT YOU?"I SAY IN COMPLETE SHOCK.IN FRONT OF ME STOOD NO OTHER THAN FATHER CHRISTMAS.

"UMM...IM NOT SANTA,KID.IM A KIDNAPPER SO.....YEAH"HE SAYS.SUDDENLY I GOT STUFFED INTO A BAG.A DARK BAG.A VERY LONELY DARK BAG.A VERY LONELY DARK BROWN BAG.I DONT LIKE THE DARK.OR BEING LONELY.OR THE COLOR BROWN.IMMEDIATELY,I GOT AN IDEA.I WOULD TRY TO GET OUT OF THE BAG.I KICKED AND PUNCHED AND BLINKED AND BREATHED.THERE WAS NO USE.I WAS STUCK IN A BAG FOREVER.A DARK,LONELY,BROWN BAG.I BEGAN TO SOB.