merry not christmas

it was a cold winters evening and the shops were closing early ready for christmas. everyone was rushing around trying to get last minute gifts and i was 5 steps away from my house before i noticed a trail of glitter like footsteps leading into my house. i bent down to take a closer look and a fast gush of wind brushed past my face , but this was no ordinary wind, it felt like something was touching my face but no one was there.

i thought i was imagining things, after all i had just spent all day in a freezing cold office. maybe i was just tired. however when i walked into the house the same trail of footsteps were on the floor. i followed it until it stopped at the tall antique clock in the corner of the front room.

i noticed that it wasnt facing to the left when i left the house and no one has been home since.

suddenly a group of marching elf like men about 10cm tall climbing into the back of it.

it was that moment i realised what was going on. the elves had been climbing into the back of all clocks and turning back time. leaving the message ''merry not christmas''.