Prologue:
It was a brisk December morning, with cars trudging along the road and people walking at a quick pace to wherever they were needed, either that being to work or school. It was none of Aaron’s business.
He looked at the cloudy sky with yellow gleaming through as the sun rose on the horizon. A beautiful sight he said to himself as he looked back down, seeing the water vapor coming from his mouth, and shivered a little as he felt the bite of cold from the wind even though he was wearing a black long sleeve shirt, navy blue jeans, a sweater with reindeers all strewn about, and to top it all off, he had a white, green, and red striped scarf.
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Christmas was his favorite time of the year, not because of the presents or the Christmas joy that brought with it, but because the carols! He could finally hum all the catchy tunes of the songs that came with Christmas without people telling him “Shut up” and “Not the season”, it wasn't his fault! It was the music and how catchy and easy to hum instead!
A smile crept on his face as he began to hum Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer as he joyously hopped along the sidewalk. He mostly stayed inside during the winter, held up in his room playing games because he was one to easily get cold. Though this time he reluctantly went out to get eggs so his mother could make breakfast for himself and his father and brother.
Eyes closed and a smile showing, he said in a gleeful tone, “I love Christm--” and that was when he fell to the ground with a grand tumble, hitting his head flat on the ground and he cut to blackness.