Chapter Fifty Eight: A Letter to the Naughty Children

They used to call the devil the father

of lies. But for someone whose sin is meant

to be pride, you'd think that lying would

leave something of a sour taste.

So my theory is that when the devil wants

to get something out of you,

he doesn't lie at all. He tells you the exact,

literal truth. And he lets you find

your own way to hell.

Mike Carey

To the Naughty Children of the World:

I am not exactly sure if I was truly a naughty child before, but I am most certainly not a nice person neither. Back then, I was definitely wrong and evil. I was self-centered, selfish, and so much lacking in discipline. I was accustomed to committing annoying misdeamenors, which I found to be a fun way of getting attention to myself. As a kid, I would normally get gifts during Christmas from my parents despite my behavior, and I was never visited by Santa Claus ever. For me, the children believing in the magic of Christmas are foolish and was simply brainwatched to believe the most stupid form of fantasy.

Nevertheless, I would say that I have grown up to be a nornal kid, I guess that could be said despite everything, albeit I was full of all the troubles I was habitually doing just to disappoint the most vulnerable member of the class I was in at school. Well, I was a bully in a sense, but I was not misbehaving enough to be reported to school authorities and be reprimanded. But my parents were called by some of my teachers from time to time over some trivial matters.

One day, I have decided to annoy Florence, my nerdy classmate, with her Santa hat as she was coming to school, because she was dressed like a silly girl who wouldn't even pass for a North Pole elf. Florence also exhibits all the symptoms of being a freak, the stereotype thing, and her thick glasses confirms her status as the most qualified dork in my class.

Everybody at school knows the dorkiness of Florence. I was even being extra nice to her for not pointing it out in the middle of the cefeteria that will make her suffer a huge magnitude of humiliation amid the sarcastic laughters.

Florence was so embarassed with what I have done to her that she decided to skip class the next day. I honestly did not expect that she will take the prank too seriously, but what can you expect from nerds than being extra sensitive? The Santa hat was horrible after all, and I was just being brutally honest.

When Florence attended the class the next day, she reported to Mrs. Annie that she was sick the day before, and presented an excuse slip with a medical certificate attached to support the reason to that effect. Of course, Mrs. Annie didn't mind that she missed some time in class because Florence is performing very well in all of her classes.

It was then that I experienced the wrath of the Ghost of Christmas Future, and I have seen many things that I have never believed to be true before. As my severe penalty is handed to me by the appropriate instrumentality of the Christmas Corporation, I saw my fate being reflected by the mirror in front of me. It was a Mirrorite that was punishing me for my naughtiness, acting for the most fair instrumental of penalties.

I never heard of the North Pole as a legitimate organization before, and I couldn't believe that Santa Claus is very real, living in reality among us. I have also never anticipated that Charles Dickens was a Prophet, too, and a very just prophet, indeed.

A Reader would know him for sure.

By then, I hope you will all be carefully guided in the future. I think the naughty children deserves to know this secret as well, and then experience the magical realism found in Christmas celebrations and become more deserving to be called the children of Christmas Present; then, I hope this open letter will truly motivate you to suddenly stop doing all sorts of silly disposition to harm others. They are carefully watching us, calculating our every move. With much hope in the present (as well as in the future), I remain,

Very truly yours,

(Sgd.) Chris Dutterson

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