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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Christmas tales: 20 of 65

The Christmas Dinner We pulled up to the my uncle's house and the wagoneer came to a screeching halt. Pops cursed under his breath as he climbed out of the driver's seat. He hated going to his brother-in-laws and tried to avoid it as much as possible. Christmas was one of those holidays where he wasn't allowed to run and hide. My sister jumped out and ran up the walkway. She was the only one who got excited about going over there because she loved playing with my uncle's dogs. When I tried to get out of the woody wagon, my foot got caught in the slack seat belt and I fell face first into a...
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