A Christmas At Mishu

‘Come ooooon let’s start we’ll never finish!’[Ana]

‘Relaaax’[Anda&Flaviu]
[Vlad is missing.we don’t know why…]
~x~It all started when we came to school to make the project for English.
We were kind of bored because we didn’t have any idea about this, sooo we
started to think ‘why isn’t it snowing?’[oh, we remembered, because of the global
warming]. After an hour of staring at each other and yelling Flaviu decided to go
and smoke a cigarette [this really helped us], but after fifteen minutes me and Ana
started to wonder why isn’t he coming back[it was only ONE cigarette right?!]so
we followed him. But, he wasn’t there anymore and instead of that, we saw the
attics’ door opened and decided to enter[some days ago-I don’t remember who-
told me a very interesting story about the attic, so, of course, knowing me I said
‘Ana let’s go, it has to be interesting’].
‘AAAAAAAA’[Ana was kind of shocked, so she started to yell]. Laughing,
I tried to convince her to stop or else someone would have heard us and the sequel
would’ve been:
‘What’s with this smoke of cigarette?’
‘Well, you know, actually… we don’t know.’
In the end she shut up and so I can return to our story. There we found
Flaviu, who was laying down the floor. The next thing I thought was ‘Calm down
Ana, he probably smoked waaaay to much and fell asleep as we all know him’
[also, near him was a bottle of Unirea so I started to laugh even louder]… Still, we
tried to wake him up [first time I proposed to let him there, maybe someone will
find him, but Ana was too nervous and probably would’ve beaten me, and I
thought that it’s all this Christmas spirit so I have to help him], we waited two
minutes and he was still laying down there. I slaped him in the face a couple of
times [oh how much I’ve waited this]. Finally he woke up [why God?]. As I
thought, he was a little dizzy, so he hit the beam, which opened the trap door
where we fell[sounds stupid isn’t it?]. We found ourselves in front of a house. Not
a very nice one, but still neat.
‘I knoooow it’s Santas’ house’[Anda&Ana]
‘I thought I drank. There’s no such thing.’
‘Oh shut up you’re hurt we have to get you to that house and treat
you.’[don’t know how he accepted]
‘HO HO HO HO Merry Christmas’
… … …[Flaviu was the most amazed of us]What the …?
 ‘Santaaaaaa please help us. He’s kind of hurt. You know what to do with
him.’
After we beged him to drink some hot chocolate and let that dressing
because he had lots of scars, I remembered about the global warming [damn I want
snow], so I asked:
‘Santa, maybe you could answer me. Why don’t we have snow? For several
years it only rained.’
‘Well, my beloved kids [Flaviu felt offended ‘I’m not a kid you know.’
‘Shut up -I said- or else I’ll tell him about those cigarettes and you won’t get the
present you want for Christmas ’], because you’ve all become naughty, the only
thing I could have done is to stop the snow [because you all know, I’m not Santa
you know from 5 years anymore] .So, I’ve decided that if one of you would
renounce at his bad habits, at least for one week I’ll give you this year some snow.
Of coooourse we looked to Flaviu. First he didn’t even want to hear about it
because he didn`t believe that it is possible to snow again, but we convinced him
that it’s only for one week. After a lot of prayers he accepted. Suddenly, Santa
Claus [don’t know what happened to him]threw some white dust over us and
waved. We all felt unconscious and the next thing I saw was our highschools’
attic.
We said it was just a dream but the time was still the same-three o’ clock-
and came down the attic back to our classroom.
‘Weeeeeeeeeeeee it’s snowing’ said Ana(actually screamed)
‘Whaaaaaat?I can’t believe it!’Flaviu was even more amazed because at
first we never thought this could be real.~x~
Three hours went by. Flaviu was reading our composition while me and
Ana started to be kind of nervous.
‘We’ll get a 6. If we’re lucky’
….
‘No, really, it’s good. It’s all about Christmas, peace, love and goodwill to
all. We’ll get a nine. We have to. Or else all these scars I have didn’t mean a thing.
Now let’s go home I’m tired.’
‘Indubitaaaabil.’
And that is the way we finished our project.
… If in this class there is anyone who believed that Santa exists[Tapi for
example]we’re sorry for ruining his dreams. All characters are fictional. None of
this are real. Nobody was hurt during this. And, of course, as you guessed, Flaviu
isn’t a smoker.