Creative writing - Christmas Story.
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CHRISTMAS STORY The radio announcer spoke fast, I couldn't catch much, something along the lines of a lunatic escaping from the local asylum. I didn't think much at start, but when I heard that was armed and out to kill, it put me on edge. The wind howled, snow hit the windows like a bull at the sight of a red cloth. The lights flickered from time to time. The radio fell silent and I tried the television, nothing, but a black and white fuzz, that shone into my eyes. I felt claustrophobic, a thing many people hate, it was horrible. It was like being in a room without any doors. I felt sick. When would he be back? Please come home. The phone started to ring, it shrieked and echoed around the house. "Hello" I felt out of breath. "Hi honey its me, John." "Where are you, where are you," I stuttered. "Sorry I'm...

