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She felt nothing would pacify her soul.
She shuffled into the room, wrapping the worn out quilt tightly around her.
Shadows of the night still fading.
Her sleep crusted eyes twinkled in happiness when they zeroed in on the lone package under the tiny tree.
She had never, in her life, gotten a present.
What she did not know, the moment she opened the box, and gave her loyalty to the man who was raising her, she was signing her death.
She closed her eyes that night with a smile, holding on to the black teddy bear.
Her first ever gift, for her first true Christmas.
As she held that black teddy bear close to her chest, she sold her soul to an evil greater than the devil himself.
She just did not know it yet.
Kris Charles - Author 