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[Writing] CHRISTMAS IN JULY!

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Hank The Reindeer

As Santa prepared is sliegh for the long voyage ahead of him Mrs.Clause started making points about how he has changed so much. "Your so skinny nowa days, you need to eat more, and what ever happened to your beard?"  "You don't need to worry about me, im a grown man."

Santa then go into his sleigh and rhymed off the reindeers names, "On Dasher, on Dancer, on Prancer, on Vixen, on Comet, on Cupid, on Donner, and Hank. This was Hank's first year as a sliegh-deer for Santa, replacing Blitzen after an unfortunate event, we all knew they shouldn't have tryed to get by that train. Hank was a scrawny pathetic reindeer that makes Santas trip lopsided because of his size, and he gets made fun of, but he doesn't care much because soon enough he'll reign supreme.

They passed all around the world having to take various breaks for the newbie but they still managed to make it on time. They pulled into the garage, and Santa gave them a prize for their efforts. Everyone seemed to look at Hank as he ate his food, making remarks behind his back. But they all whispered loud enough so he would hear. Hank felt sad. (Insert Sad Music Here) Hank decided to walk home and lay down thinking about how everyone is soo much better, stronger, and faster. If this was a land of jingly-holly-fun then how could everyone be so heartless and mean. Poor Hank didn't know what to do.

All of these thoughts went through his head spinning in a classic brain circle. Tossing and turning in his bed, he couldn't sleep. So Hank decided to go for a long walk. He saw a side of the North Pole he had never seen before. It seems he ventured to far away from northern North Pole, A bright neon sign above him listed, " The South Pole Of The North Pole."

Now this was no place for a reindeer like Hank. He was used to elves around him making toys, the sonuds of candy canes being made, and christmas carols, but here you could hear many different noises. Some sounded like cars getting jacked, others like people getting capped, Hank didn't even know what a gun was.

As Hank was walking down a street, a skantily dressed reindeer walked up to him and asked if he wanted to have a good time, being so naive he said "Sure! Fianlly someone who doesn't seem so scary." So they went for a walk to the park and she led him to behind a dumpster. "Whats so fun about being behind a dumpster?" Hank asked. He soon found out what a prostitute was, lucky for him he got away before she actually did anything.

Poor Hank lost in the big city with no way of knowing what could happen next. But then he was happy to see a nice sign. He walked over to the alley and a reindeer in a trench-coat came out of the shadows. "Aie, yer lookin' to beh strongah?" Finally someone was speaking his language. He nodded cheerfully and got an object with a pointy tip. The nice reindeer gave it to him for free because he knew Hank had no money.

Thins started looking up for Hank from then on. He walked around the South Pole Of The North Pole for a little bit longer and he saw his long lost childhood friend. She was walking around in a furry coat. He had always had a secret crush on her, the way her antlers curled, they were so perfect for him. He tryed to catch up to Star but she went into a one way door before he got a chance to say anything. Hank was soo desparate to see her again that he went to the front of the building. It was entitled Naughty Or Nice. Hank went in in lighter hopes of seeing her. He did see her, but not in the way the thought he would. She screamed and went to the back room. Hank went after her, but he never saw her again.

This was enough of the city he needed to see, Hank wanted out and fast, so he headed over to a taxi. He said to the North North Pole, no the double! The taxi driver floored it and soon colorful green and red lights were following them. He looked back and asked what those were, and the cabbie said, "Those are the reason im going so fast, stupid cops.." He then hit a patch of ice and swerved off the road into a snow bank. THe police came over to see what happened.

It turns out when he heard the car getting jacked along with the gunshots that was the REAL taxi driver going on a trip to a fluffy place. And it turns out they weren't going anywhere near the North North Pole. Hank was then taken into custody, and they found the pointy object on him. Hank was so bewildered by it all. He just wanted to go home. He explained to the police about how everything happened and played out.

When Hank finally got home, he learned a lesson. Next time people are making fun of him and his physical abilities he is not going to cry, because deep down inside it just matters how you think you are and you don't need to change just because others want you to, and that is the moral of the story.

 

Hank The Reindeer- End
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