It’s Christmas time, and my mom wanted to start a new tradition. Of course she had to make it “Elf on a Shelf”. I wasn’t too enthusiastic about the idea, but she knew that I wouldn’t go for just a hidden elf. So my mom made it a murdering elf. Why the fuck not, right? It’s already creepy enough looking already. But that’s not it. She put post-it notes on the elf and they were clues to find the “victims” of the elf. She knew I was horrible at finding things, so this was for her amusement. I was completely against it. I hated the idea, but she insisted that I do it. Well, insisting turned into forcing. I’m happy now though… This elf is my best friend. You probably think I’m crazy right now, right? Just… just hear me out. I… I am holding my mother’s heart, and her lifeless body lying at my feet. I was ecstatic. No more mother, and someone, or someTHING that felt the same about her. I hope we have the same takes on people; There are a lot of people I don’t like at school.
Original Author: Xonaught