Jackson Reavis
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My first instinct when I encounter strong emotions is to write, and mold them into something I understand. These are the results. Please enjoy!
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Mr. Christmas
No one knew the actual name of Mr. Christmas. Whenever someone bothered to ask, the disheveled homeless man answered with religious jargon or unintelligible mumbles. So, when a little girl walked by and saw the colorful bobbles and leaves weaved through his snow-white dreadlocks, she branded him Mr. Christmas, and though thousands of people flooded the Hollendell station daily, none were as strange as him.
By Jackson Reavis3 years ago in Fiction
Revenge of The Elves
On the northern edge of the world lies the home of Santa Claus, a vast land of snow, magic, and wonder. Every year, Santa leaves his home to deliver toys to every kid around the world. He spends months carefully overseeing every child, making sure they’ve been nice that year. If so, he gives them the toy that they’ve most desired. But Santa can’t do all of this by himself, and that’s why the elves were born.
By Jackson Reavis4 years ago in Fiction
