Nicole. She never, EVER liked this 'Christmas' thing. It was too bright, too warm, too, cheery. The only thing she liked, was gifts. For her of course, not like she bought anything for anyone. Nicole was a vampire. She liked the dark. Nicole, my friends, is cold-hearted and rude. Just a heads up before we get into her christmas tale.....
Her family's joy and laughed made Nicole cringe. Everyone was singing happily and opening gifts. They were Vampires! Not HUMANS! Nicole scoffed.
"I'm going to BED!" She hissed, towing up her cat Jinx. Jinx let out a hiss and Nicole sighed. She snugged up in her coffin, bored. Finally, the lights went out downstairs and her family when to bed. Nicole picked up a book and snuck downstairs. She sat in the corner of her couch and opened her book. She noticed some cookies and milk sitting on the table. 'Ha! they really believe in that guy! Even if he was real, he was creepy. Who sneaks down chimneys at night! Creepy.' Nicole thought to herself. Suddenly, a puff of soot came out of the chimney and out popped a large man in a red suit. Behind him, he towed a bag of gifts and toys. Nicole smiled and hid, wanted to see where this would go. She counted the gift he left under the dead tree they had. 'One, two, three... Three, only three!' Where was her's! Nicole scoffed. She did not need and gifts from a creepo anyhow. She watched him vanish up the chimney and she sighed, on the inside, really wishing she could have a gift. Nicole climbed up the stairs to bed, the sun shining bright still. Soon it would be night, and her family would would awaken. She sighed again, going back to bed.