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"Did I win",
"Or was I just mad enough to be right twice a day",
"I wondered once, to what extent is all this attainable, but then I notice I was just a mad man",
It is the end for his story, but not the ending, but the beginning, but what would life be if it was a merry christmas day. If the life of one man was gone, how much would change. Neova lived for nothing, did nothing change?
It was a christmas morning, and the town in the impoverished areas of scizor was experiencing christmas eve as if it was coming down for the first time in forever. A knitted man came stumbling down, he was a businessman, in a business about to fail, his two workers Righty and Lefty were working diligently and as soon as the season bloomed one asked for a raise and the other for sleep. That is but a fantasy the businessman thought, he was too posh, smoking a cigar and as he entered the room a snowball banged him behind his head.
The kids scattered laughing as the man fixed his coat, "my name in itself should be worth a million yet we are still here even ever since we started the business and now I get treated like trash" he screamed as his two employees got back to work after laughing. "Can you spare us a dime", said Righty, and as Lefty was sleeping on the job, both were kicked out for the day to close the shop for the day in case something bad doesn't happen.
"What are you doing sir", said Righty.
"Can I go home", said Lefty.
"Do as you wish because today is the giant ball, can't have casuals ruining my day or even being the cause for an accident and the story closing", said the business man.
"So we can stay home", said the both.
"I guess", the business man said pushing them away as he left, tucking his hat and throwing his old cigar for a new one mid way.
People were bantering, and as the clusters of people gathered around the party at night, he was also there, having denied a previous date encounter he just sat there satisfied opening up his gift and at night before its end he sat there at his fire place, opening his own gifts, but just as that one gift was opened he saw a flicker at the corner of his eye. He was tired, so he ignored it, again it flickered, and again he ignored it, seemingly it stopped and as his present began to open up with a new pack of cigars revealing themselves.
"Aren't you curious at all", said a ghostly woman.
"No, wh who are you", said the man.
"One of three ghosts", said the lady.
"What are you trying to look like a candle", said the man still a bit scared and stuttering.
"And you wonder why people hate you", she said under her breath.
"No, I could care less", he answered under his breath.
"Yes, yes I am a candle", she said a bit irritated.
"What else a fireplace and a gift with legs and a torso", said the man.
"You suck so so much you know that", said the ghost.
"And yet you barged in, why don't you help and bring me a lighter next time, why don't you burn that attitude away as well why don't you", said the man as he was about to go to sleep.
"What about Maria", said the candle lit ghost.
"Who's Maria", said the man rushing away not to be involved in beyond physical events, but the ghost caught up dragged him out of his house window and as they flew he reminisced on how he could be getting a good nights sleep about right now, how he is satisfied.
"COME ON", said the man, pinching himself but not waking up. Fin.