The Gift

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Mystery Box.”

Sara switched the light on in our room causing the bright lights to explode my dream world and wake me from my blissful sleep.

“Wake up! Santa came. Your gift is here.” Sara yelled with glee, pointing to the shiny package near my bed.

I honestly didn’t think there would be gifts this year, it has been a difficult year for our parents. Sara still believes in Santa. I do not.

“Oh Sara, couldn’t you let me sleep just a little longer.”

“No! Mommy and daddy said to get up and open our gifts.”

I rolled off my bed dragging myself to the package. I was surprised. This was not either of my parents handwriting.

“Open me, if you dare.”

Sara watched me with joy and excitement. My own excitement was short-lived. Who wrote this and what did it mean?

“Open it Sally! It’s from Santa.”

My fingers tenderly tore the bright shiny paper off revealing a plain white box. Handwriting on the box wrote, “All you have to do is believe.”

“No, this couldn’t be right. There is no Santa. I don’t believe in him anymore.”

I slowly lifted the top off the box. Inside was the camera I had been wanting for so long.

“How did this get here? I told no one about wanting this camera.”

A big smile reached my lips, “I believe Santa. I believe.”



16 thoughts on “The Gift

  1. Oh my God, PJ, I love this! That ending was totally unexpected. I was thinking of doing the prompt but nothing came up, but your is so good. I really enjoyed reading this. 🙂

    • Thank you Kay, but you are giving more applause than I deserve. I wasn’t sure how I was going to go with it and I decided on this because when my son was 6 years old and my daughter was 3, we were in the car and he told me, “Mommy, I don’t believe in Santa anymore, it’s you and daddy.” I didn’t want Santa to be ruined for my daughter so I quickly replied, “Oh really? Did you know when you stop believing in Santa he stops coming?” His eyes got really big and he replied, “Oh, I believe! I believe!”

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