As soon as he woke up, he realised what day it was. Immediately, he jumped out of the bed shouting, �Mama, Papa, it�s Christmas!� He ran down the stairs, as any 12-year-old child would on Christmas morning, and ignored his mother�s warning to not run down the stairs. With all his excitement, it took him some time to realise that he couldn�t reach the bottom of the stairs. He just ran and ran, but the stairs just seemed to grow, and he got farther and farther away from getting downstairs. He stopped. He just had to get downstairs. He jumped over the banister. �I did it! I�m in the hall!� he thought. He then ran to the living room, desperate to get to the presents. He was so confused, that when he got to the Christmas tree, it took him some time to realise there were no presents. �What in Buddha�s name is happening here?� he asked himself. Suddenly, he realised he was hearing voices from the kitchen. �That�s strange. They are not Mum and Dad�s voices!� He forced himself to walk to the kitchen and find out what was going on. When he got to the door and opened it just enough to see through, he saw something much more horrible than anything else he had ever seen in movies or nightmares. There was a large group of monkeys around the table. All dressed as elves, and Santa� he was the most hideous creature he had ever laid eyes upon. He was no Santa at all, despite his clothes. He was incredibly white and thin, very similar to a corpse. In fact, he didn�t even have a nose. �Wait a minute! I know this guy!� He ran to Papa�s CD�s and fetched his parents� favourite. �Michael Jackson � Greatest Hits�. �It�s him alright! He�s a bit different, but it�s him!� He then heard a noise. When he looked round he was surrounded by the monkeys. It was funny, it was almost as if they looked angry. He was grabbed and taken to the kitchen. Even though he screamed his lungs out, his parents didn�t seem to wake up. The creature Jackson spoke, his voice very similar to a woman�s. �How did you get downstairs?� �I jumped over the banister.� �Which of you idiots forgot to place a reality distorter on the hall?� One of the monkeys just looked down and didn�t say a word. Everyone looked at him angrily. Jackson spoke once more. �Hitler! Again?! We�ve tried this so many times and you always mess things up! Why can�t I just be given the chance to conquer the world in peace?!� He sighed. �OK, let�s go. We have no business here, our plan to nuke this place and then run for president is ruined.� They all showed disappointment when they left. And when the boobytraps were discovered and removed and his parents came running down the stairs, Jackson spoke to Hitler again. �You didn�t place the sound disruptor upstairs, either, did you? You bonehead!� After that, he just saw them running for their lives with Mama and Papa running after them. That was the first time the world ever saw Michael Jackson, and Papa never explained what really happened. by Jo�o Ara�jo |
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