Who Is Knocking At My Door

It’s Christmas Eve; there’s someone at my door! But with the horrid sound outside my window, I wonder who is knocking and what for! Midst violent wind I see a surreal snow! Within it’s haze, there is a grotesque sight - gigantic and so out of place, I quiver! A snowman leers at me, and frigid fright goes through my bloodstream like an icy river. Again, the knock! Whoever could it be? This morning I wished Christmas would be gone! A premonition now is telling me that nothing good is out there on my lawn. My friend had warned me that I really ought not curse this season. Oh, what have I done? More pounding at the door, but I cannot go near that door; there’s nowhere I can run. I look out at the snowman. He is more enormous than a tree, and now I hear a sound like laughing elves outside the door. I stand as thought I’m paralyzed by fear. That movie! There’s a movie I heard of. A boy hates Christmas, wishing it away. A storm brews suddenly in skies above, heralding a deadly Christmas day. A Shadow Santa comes. This wicked soul is known as Krampus, and he brings with him an evil that can swallow people whole. If I have summoned him, my fate is grim. The storm keeps wailing; now there’s a new sound of scratching on my roof, but there is no more knocking. Oh, who’s walking all around my roof? I run out to the blinding snow! At first I can see nothing till my eyes are drawn to where a great big bag was put beside my door. What’s this? More Santa lies? Though filled with dread, I push it with my foot. There jumps out from the bag the strangest thing - A tiny man; he’s made of gingerbread! He laughs maliciously, and starts to sing, “Before the night is over, you’ll be dead.” Out on my lawn, I see beneath the snow there’s something creeping fast and right toward me! What creature slithers underneath the snow? I can’t escape, so back inside I go! I shut the door and bolt it, then collapse Upon my sofa near the fireplace, when I hear an eerie sound above. It taps, taps, taps. It’s something on the roof again! Past Christmases with family go through my frantic mind; I cower there and wait. It’s Krampus, and he’s up there in the flue, and soon to be delivering my fate! Written Dec. 24, 2015/ Inspired by the contest of TAMMY REAMS and the current Christmas horror movie Krampus.