Write a story about Santa getting caught by a little kid.
"Little".
Now that was a word that Joseph Dame hated.
Mostly because that was a word often used to describe him, and with that word sprouted others: weak, childish, innocent, stupid.
Joey wanted to prove that these things were wrong about him, and he often stood up for himself against the bullies in his second grade class. He was pretty confident until they mocked him for believing in Santa Claus.
"He is real!" Joey had shouted. Then the bell had sounded, signaling the end of recess. He'd looked the bullies in the eye and said, "I'll prove it," before rushing off to his class.
It was there that he started planning.
He scrounged for the materials he needed, snatching a few of them right from under his mother's nose. He set it up in secret, testing it on his dog, Buckley.
After that, he knew he was ready.
Joey leaned against the wall, peering over the railing of the staircase down into the foyer. From here he could here the dishwasher running in the kitchen. He heard nothing from the family room.
That would change, soon.
Then he heard it: the soft tinkling of the bell, triggered by the thin thread he'd stretched along the boundaries of the fireplace.
Joey sprinted down the stairs, eager to come face-to-face with the Christmas legend.
He couldn't wait to tell his friends.
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